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"Long Island Doesn't Just Make Good Iced Tea " (to Jesse Lacey)
He sounds so hurt
His voice shakes
He runs out
But he is so dedicated
His voice hoarse
from screams and shouts
And he is so inspiring
Lyrical genius
To be like him
He'll make you see
Who you really are
And he does it so creatively
You'll bever be put down
By any better words
Than those that leave his mouth
Jesse's pen and connections
Make me feel like I really am alive
I do have a heart
And it chokes for him
Invoking tears
It's so here
I feel the quivering
Eyes shut tight
mouth wide open
And he's melting
You see him stomp
You see him thrash
You hear the girls crying
He'll make you see
Who you really are
And he does it so creatively
You'll bever be put down
By any better words
Than those that leave his mouth
Jesse's pen and connections
Make me feel like I really am alive
I do have a heart
And it chokes for him
And the wind of Long Island
Must carry something sweet
And the sound of his guitar
rather less then discrete
And I close my eyes
Nod my head to the beat
And I feel his feelings
As I feel his words
I try to escape from this
Don't want to be here right now
He'll make you see
Who you really are
And he does it so creatively
You'll bever be put down
By any better words
Than those that leave his mouth
Jesse's pen and connections
Make me feel like I really am alive
I do have a heart
And it chokes for him
We try to escape from this
We don't want to be here right now
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jimmy g--do you see my heart? it is lying on the floor.
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Out Cold and Unaware
