i could use a song

songs are lifelines 

an ask the audience on who wants to be a millionaire 

a reserve tank on a buick 6 

an extra 9 volt in a guitar case 

i could live the rest of my days walking through songs 

stopping at a park bench for a quick breather before changing pace and wrestling through the chorus 

resting for dinner at the chuck wagon cafe 

i could ride faster on a song than on a sea biscuit promenade 

mixing up the wet foundation with a stir of reckless abandon 

if you ever find my source you’ll know i am just pulling at thread until the whole dress unravels 

looking for a towel and a place to sleep 

quick! to the telephone, i am on my final question and i need a friend 

any song will do

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