It’s hard
to enlighten his mind
see things
in brighter light
needs the spot
that’s missed
by his horizon

Cody’s single soul
Longs for interaction
Working his way through hollow weeks
Long lost satisfaction

A sole conversation
Richer than a chat
Solitary breakfasts
And an empty bed

From time to time
He sets the table for two
And tries to imagine
A life with someone new

Alex can’t ease the pain
Although she barks her best
Cody has had it
Puts his life to the test

So Cody lost some useless habits
and made some new
Cody told his boss
He went for something else to do

Cody sold his house
And got a nice set of wheels
Cody took off heading south
Rather head over heals

His drive
With no clear goal
Really cleared
His cluttered soul
He’ll take time
To become a friendly guy
The cliche is his witness
It’s love you can’t buy


Ik ben een teruggetrokken, enigszins zwaar op de hand zijnde oude Brabander, met een ongeorganiseerde stroom gedachten.

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