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PUT AWAY WET
DAVE THE POET

I make love, To yesterday
Is time a thief, Of stolen treasure
Private version, Of pain and pleasure
Live together, Die alone
Buried alive, Not dead yet
Ridden hard, Put away wet

I’m lost, Ever been
Love knows the way
Freedom surrenders
Find love again
Embarrassed and shamed
In concrete set
Ridden hard, Put away wet

At home, On the open road
Destination, Knows where to go
All tell, No show
A shooting star
In life’s porno
Win, On a losing bet
Ridden hard, Put away wet

You can die or live
Take or give
Sleep and dream
Be silent or scream
Jump up and fly
Laugh or cry
Take every breath, Without regret
Ridden hard, Put away wet