Mark Hobbs: Music/listen/buy

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THIS WHOLE DAMN TOWN

Blank paper a blank stare
A poet dreams beyond despair
Without words he feels alone
Touch his heart made of stone

But someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town
Someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town

Lights on lights off
A poet waits while time crawls
Within his mind a repeating drone
Without emotion a dead zone

But someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town
Someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town

Sky of black sky of flame
A poet reloads and fires more blanks
Wayward thoughts they just keep on blowin’
He’s in constant doubt of where he’s goin’

But someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town
Someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town

Now someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town
Someday he’ll be leaving this old town
Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town

Someday he’ll be leaving this whole damn town