Wheels

 

Wheels

You asked to hear my story and here it is:

My muse died in the year 1778 at eight o'clock 

'Neath the wheels of a wagon on a muddy dark road

I did not hear her scream but I felt her die

I felt her die because my soul sank into despair

And all my hopes fled from me and into ether

All the songs I'd never written, vanished

All the poems I'd never read, all gone and vanquished

All the dreams I'd never dreamed, died of their anguish

When the sun arose, the morning shined the news

And all the grimy townsfolk cried the blues

For there in tattered pieces, lay the muse

And I, in sorrow's cloak, and out of rhyme

Bade my horse go faster still than death

And on we rode through Time with bloodied wheels.

©by Voo

Jan 29, 2010

9:44 p.m.

                            Neil Young.....Dead Man theme song.....

love this song!!!

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