Barbara Needs Coffee

From Single by Bryon Bowers

Barbara Needs Coffee

Words by Bryon Bowers

In a building No longer standing Lives the ghosts of college past A blonde bombshell… Wakefulness Fading fast… Leans back in her office chair Purchase orders sprinkled everywhere stamps the paper licks the stamp a little longer than necessary… makes you feel a little stronger… Her name from another generation Her frugality encased in every lunch brown paper bag… Her mind locked on her lover… As I gather my paper I…the paper delivery boy to every printer In every building while my mp3 player spits Harry’s Taxi into my daily jaunt meeting a past love by chance on a rainy day… at the gas station on the way to class an Aggie visiting long horn land What are the chances? Of all the places in the Universe? Your hair was shorter But your eyes… were still your eyes… Your smile… still your smile… We hugged and said some words… He seemed nice… We said our goodbye again… The heart was… well… That was that… Life moves and shuffles us along Like kayakers in the ocean With a great white on our tail If you stop paddling you’re bound to fail Youth is wasted on the young Wisdom wasted on the old Or so I'm told If you can help it Don't get old drink the elixir of immortality called contentment love is kinda like the universe It's unlimited Hate and Regret have a very short shelf life and provide little joy… Except to the heartless and insane Love when you can Stretch often Sleep under the stars at least once in your life Give and you receive in life… and in bed… Walk without an umbrella Get soaked in the rain… Insert a little random Into your daily routine The mind craves anomalies and delicious food Be nice Don't be rude and if you ever find yourself driving away from a racist that waves at you feel free to flip that asshole off with a clear fuck you middle finger emphasise it too by moving it forward give it a little shake or two…. With wild crazy… Fuck you eyes at full mast!
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