
Marember
Words and Music - Gary Morrell
Title - Kylee Morrell
Appears on In Search of
He watched as all the leaves went by
He didn’t hear his baby cry
A part time place to lay his head
The bullpen lost my eyes are red
A passing bus would change his luck
An open door, a floating buck
The buck was two, the buck was four
The sky is ground, the lid is floor
Marember
It’s like you know It’s how it goes
It’s like you know Sometimes never
It’s like you know Maybe forever
It’s like you know
weeds left overgrown and lame
It won't ever be the same
sitting on the surface could
a deadline trade might well be worth it
exhaust helps to make it clear
walking streets, the noise you hear
the bucks assemble in the cup
you can't get back what you've given up
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