Without The Weight Of Anything

Without The Weight Of Anything

By the time you read this… I’ll be gone like dust in the wind

Truthfully I’ve been counting days… Since you told me you were late

 That was back in 98… At Black Bear Lake… Tears on your face

I did the right thing… I gave you a diamond ring

 I got a job I hate at the factory… I took good care of my family

They heard me call you honey… But now our little sweet thing is 18

 Flying off to the University… Now it’s finally time for me

To find what I’ve been missing… To just feel free making love to me

Free to do what I please… Free to do wild and crazy things

Free to do nothing or everything… Free to chase my lost dreams

Just me living free… Without the weight of anyone or thing

I never let you see me dream… In my fantasies of free

You never saw me reading maps… Never knew I was making plans

I’m so sure you thought… My past life of free was gone

But you were so wrong… Because I’ve always been long gone

To find what I’ve been missing… To just feel free making love to me

Free to do what I please… Free to do wild and crazy things

Free to do nothing or everything… Free to chase my lost dreams

Just me living free… Without the weight of anyone or thing










A Body Fordged In Hell –
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy





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