PoeticaL
cluttering the net since 2001

griggs

Sunday, Jul. 14, 2002
I turn on the country station there’s a thousand songs and then there’s one that comes on and I hear your voice over top of it all. I have to stand up and travel a thousand miles, across a million words to turn it off. Rolling the stations I find a station where they don’t talk and there’s a new song. I sit down….and then I realize that I can’t run away from you in a song.
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