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Fickle, Fickle, Fickle

from Winter Break by David F. Bello

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on the lawn before the watch
on the grass under your crotch
beneath the blanket and the earth
what im thinking im not sure
i could leave or i could move
burning paths and setting grooves
finding nothing on the way
i dont know what job to take

undecided
ill wait until the answer bites my nails
undeclared
ill let your hair down in subway rails
and if you call to me now, its too late

if i learn all i can read
then ill make the money i will need
to feed the children we will have
or just a retriever or a lab
in a house in the suburbs near
a bigger city that we can fear
when we dance in clubs downtown
well get home at 3am somehow

outside lights, smoking in cars
collect the smell of empty bars
and watch them fill for lack of
people in the pictures on its walls

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from Winter Break, released January 1, 2005

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David F. Bello Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

I sing for The World is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die. This is my solo project.

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