Strayed Like A Howling Dog, Going Deeply Hungry

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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Bring your heart your soul wherever you go And ask yourself, can you hold your grin, Can you hairpin a corner and survive And wink without a cynical smile. Ask yourself, what will happen when You can no-longer-stabilise your life And forgive your own, reckless sin. Just-where-you think you'll begin again. Feathered and tarred, seen and circled Strayed like a howling dog, going deeply hungry, Ask yourself who you are you be? Who gave that heart that soul? Put you out to sea. So, put your best foot forward. There are always plenty of clouds And a smile while there's a sundial Ask, what good it does being a snappy crocodile. Remember your heart your soul wherever you go Is a rotting body a corpse still hoping to grow? While it subsists and endures to resist Every twist of fate there is. Remember you're a ghost out of tune And the key chords to a good life Is remembering there's always another echo, Better than the one everyone else sees.

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