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Cell Block 10
There’s a Thanksgiving turkey
I could use as a parachute…
if it could still fly
This time is all regimented schedules
and the glare of free blue skies
beckoning me out the window
while I listen to Johnny Cash on the radio
singing about the story of my life
staring at the prison walls
of Cell Block 10
‘Cause crime didn’t pay the way
and if I’d known the cost
perhaps I would have skipped the game
for only madmen forsake
free blue skies for endless prison walls
© Indie Adams 2015
Written for Madame Lavender's "Pick A List" comp, List #8
I could use as a parachute…
if it could still fly
This time is all regimented schedules
and the glare of free blue skies
beckoning me out the window
while I listen to Johnny Cash on the radio
singing about the story of my life
staring at the prison walls
of Cell Block 10
‘Cause crime didn’t pay the way
and if I’d known the cost
perhaps I would have skipped the game
for only madmen forsake
free blue skies for endless prison walls
© Indie Adams 2015
Written for Madame Lavender's "Pick A List" comp, List #8
Published 19th Jan 2015
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Anonymous
19th Jan 2015 10:42am
while I listen to Johnny Cash on the radio
singing about the story of my life
staring at the prison walls
of Cell Block 10
awesome, speaking to my soul again, Indie :)
singing about the story of my life
staring at the prison walls
of Cell Block 10
awesome, speaking to my soul again, Indie :)
21st Jan 2015 00:21am
20th Jan 2015 7:43am
21st Jan 2015 00:22am
