Hello babe?
Big steps sidewalk, cars buzz can’t talk
What would I say, like scratching on a chalk
Bored to life, misery. Repeating is my history
Walking Asta in the dark, I just love a good mystery
But we need more clues, femme fatal spoken words to use
Stumping on big blue with those lack of any news blues
Nora has an arm load of boxes; Nick boozing acting obnoxious
I see you coming you remind me of her, both gorgeous foxes
Work this case with me doll, cause I’m clueless climbing the wall
Not drinking like Ray but it’s another lost weekend after
all
Time to fill in the blanks, follow the trail from the
lawyers to the banks
Take me to the river, wash away the confusion , okay I love
you thanks!
Tim Windisch
07 05 2024
