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Conversations with Mary
There's a little black spot
on the sun today.... Sting
Im trying to shine...but
I just keep feeling rain
That black spot on the sun
keeps blockin the light...
So no matter what I do...
I..aint feelin right
Called on an ol friend
one that always knows my name
and even more than that
She's real good at
pinpointing my pain
Yes that's why I Love Mary Jane
I wanna loose my self in billows
of smoke...
At home by my self...
I have no need for other folk
I got a plethora of mysteries
buildin on my mind...
I need time to contemplate
till everything is fine...
Mary Jane...
please let me breathe deep
cause I can no longer keep
dealin with the day to day
Oh Mary Jane let me blow smoke
till togther we chase my blues away
I know some may not like
my choice and way to cope
but Im barely hangin on
as I slip down lifes
fucked up slope
So just leave me alone...
and let this Sistah Toke
Let me smoke..
Let me choke...
Let me feel the throat burn...
until I feel better...
Or until I finally learn
How to deaden the pain
with out herbal medication
Yet I have a certain dedication
to soothing the heat in my heart's
inflamation
Wish I could change the channells
on my personal life station
So Mary and Me are gonna be
Here... for the duration
Of Time...
Till My soul feels better
Till everything..
Is once again ...fine
on the sun today.... Sting
Im trying to shine...but
I just keep feeling rain
That black spot on the sun
keeps blockin the light...
So no matter what I do...
I..aint feelin right
Called on an ol friend
one that always knows my name
and even more than that
She's real good at
pinpointing my pain
Yes that's why I Love Mary Jane
I wanna loose my self in billows
of smoke...
At home by my self...
I have no need for other folk
I got a plethora of mysteries
buildin on my mind...
I need time to contemplate
till everything is fine...
Mary Jane...
please let me breathe deep
cause I can no longer keep
dealin with the day to day
Oh Mary Jane let me blow smoke
till togther we chase my blues away
I know some may not like
my choice and way to cope
but Im barely hangin on
as I slip down lifes
fucked up slope
So just leave me alone...
and let this Sistah Toke
Let me smoke..
Let me choke...
Let me feel the throat burn...
until I feel better...
Or until I finally learn
How to deaden the pain
with out herbal medication
Yet I have a certain dedication
to soothing the heat in my heart's
inflamation
Wish I could change the channells
on my personal life station
So Mary and Me are gonna be
Here... for the duration
Of Time...
Till My soul feels better
Till everything..
Is once again ...fine
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