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letra de satellite frank - granfaloon bus

when i was a girl still pretty and sane, he dropped love letters from his home-made airplane…
addressed to me
not flowery poems, but diagrams of beauty
a fine pattern of lines, like the picture on my tv
well fate is coming but i don’t believe it’s running toward you
if fate is ugly i’ll change my point of view
when i was his brother he owed me some money bu the gave me a gun instead
a collеctor’s dream
and four bottles of scotch, he had givеn up his drinking
and a ham radio, he was moving on to bigger and better things
well fate coming but i don’t believe it’s running toward you
if fate is ugly i’ll change my point of view
he just wanted to sleep and dream in country music
the beer today is root beer, the satellite dish is on, the oven warms the kitchen… tomorrow he’ll be gone
when i was his boss i sent him to china to locate some radio frequency disturbance
and ya know he did
and he learned to make rice, and speak with local fluency
and was sought for advice by philosophers and the military
well fate is coming and i believe it’s mowing over you
fate is ugly, i’ve changed my point of view
he just wanted to sleep and dream in country western
the beer today is root beer, the satellite dish is on, the oven warmed the kitchen… tomorrow he was gone

- granfaloon bus

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