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Poems by Jessie Janeshek

 

Chance / Romance

 

Words:

While we wait

Decisions make

Your bed

 

Taking the long way around

To lay down your head

 

Borrowing tomorrow brings

A little less to see (ecstasy)

 

From where we came

The next place to be

 

We don't make the news

Instead we sing the blues

Chance is, Romance is

All we have to lose

And I ain't got no voice in here

 

Watching the wheels from the side

Walking to catch a wave

 

Goodbyes and greetings aside

“Oh, we'll catch up someday”

 

We don't make the news

Instead we sing the blues

Chance is, Romance is

All we have to lose

 

Next time I'm around the sun

I'll be twenty-four

Chances, Romances

All we have for sure

And I'll get my voice back.

 

 

Lucas Brown can't talk right now.