Breaking the Law

I cross the street the dangerous street
Got a ticket for jaywalking on the way to your door
I have to be near your sweet sweet touch

I want to be a nice citizen
but I break the law so much

When you kiss me I pick your pocket
I took off in your truck when you weren't looking
I did it to feel your sweet sweet touch

I want to be a good citizen
but I break the law so much

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The Beginning

The world was simple when I was small

When I think of...
The old house
The sprinkler
Barney Miller
Weeble people
A Super Slide as high as our balcony
Danny Brille standing on the sewer in the backyard
The record player
Pitfall and Ms. Pacman
Manhattan Transfer
Green shag carpet
Swiss Family Robinson
...I am filled with such happiness. And yet

The Spirit hovering over the waters
Is still a mystery to me.

Indurate

I stood on the shore in the middle of the storm
The row boats at the dock rocked wildly in the sea
The wind blew me so
That my hair knotted up
Over and over

The skin on my face became sore
From the hard driving rain
And the fierce blast of air

It felt like knuckles on my cheekbones
Over and over

I was sorrowful for this:
That nature should do its best to knock me down
But there I stood

It was impossible to do otherwise
There was no where to fall
Should I lay down into the vengeful arms of the sea
With its angry waves and threatening roar
To be smothered by its great weight
As it laughs at my defeat?

My flesh is sure to fall off
For this battery is more than I can bear
My raw, red eyes tear up
Over the one I shall never see again