"For Georgeous Georgie"
Stuck to the edge of airy, empty, space.
Trying to make a living in a musical chair's rat race.
Life is like a pair of aces in this card's poker face.
Could be at a bad place so please ride at the slower pace.
Family jelly is feeding my belly on cactus' dry tea.
I swim in a desert oasis sea.
A beautiful place to be.
But nothing is free, not even air.
From me to you, it doesn't compare.
We are only a few.
I'm not worthy of you.
Don't know what to do!
What's your view?
Are we all part of the savant-garde?
Stuck to the edge of airy, empty, space.
Trying to make a living in a musical chair's rat race.
Life is like a pair of aces in this card's poker face.
Could be at a bad place so please ride at the slower pace.
Family jelly is feeding my belly on cactus' dry tea.
I swim in a desert oasis sea.
A beautiful place to be.
But nothing is free, not even air.
From me to you, it doesn't compare.
We are only a few.
I'm not worthy of you.
Don't know what to do!
What's your view?
Are we all part of the savant-garde?
Jonathan Billet
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