#Post 293 Fallen Leaves

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves on the ground
I hitched a ride, until the coast
To leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something, I couldn't find at home
Can't get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I'll be fine
I swear to God, this'll be my one last time!
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves on the ground
When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead! 
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 p.o.s.e. buddy 
Pose & Dog Buddy
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 Thimble Event Sept.  
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