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on the rocks

Posted by cockeyed on July 6, 2005, at 23:34:45

on the rocks

got wasted the nite before
tried to get clean swimming at the shore
life's a lot better when the waters cold and deep
but sooner or later
back to shore I creep
there was a storm swell
pushing me right on in
and six feet from the sand my trouble began to begin.
I was on the rocks, small, rolling, unstable
and I could not walk in water ankle deep
I wore my rock and roll shoes but they did no good
I had to fight to stand up
and I was tossed like a piece of wood
just six feet from the beach
Christ, I got scared
because I stumbled like a drunk
on the rocks and teumbling seaweed.

I finally made it in and could not catch my breath
my heart was pounding
[it's a bomb lodged in my chest.
thought it would explode]
six feet and I thought my world would end
just six feet of fear
those rolling rocks got at my feet
And I knew that if I fell
it was the ER for me
Angiography
and another stint in hell


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