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Wives Seven		You Give, I Take
Running Down the Street		The Passenger

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There once was a man with wives seven All other men thought he was in heaven Because he could "get some" every day in seven However all their nagging from seven to eleven gave him a headache on the Ricter Scale eleven So let it be said o lover of seven Tiz not wise to be master of wives seven

ArrylT � Copyright, 1999

You give, I take You trust me, I betray You build, I break You want help, I say nay

You wanted comfort, I gave pain You were free, Here come the chains You were hurt, But did I care You had control, Now its too late

You thought you were in Love, Look at your mistake You thought you needed me, But I am your bane You were forced to give to me, I was eager to take You will one day re-emerge, But for now I reign

This happens every day But what do we say It happens, but not to me To others, anybody but me If you wish to stay free Then stay away from me Will there ever be a day When we all can say Enough with the abuse, okay?!?

ArrylT � Copyright, 1999

Running down the street Ignoring everything I meet Staring off into space While moving at a fast pace In the blistering heat

Life flashes by Like birds in the sky Memories like dreams Disappearing as I scream For it was my time to die

ArrylT � Copyright, 1999

I am a passenger on the train of life A train with no set destination Just an endless list of stations Which will I choose, I just do not know.

I am a passenger on the train of life Different stations, they come and go But I just ride the train and go with the flow I've ridden the rails for a long long time.

I am a passenger on the train of life Afraid to get off at all Worried the stop I take will be my curtain call The train of life it just keeps on going.

I am a passenger on the train of life If I wait, wait too long Will the stop I take be wrong And will the train wait for me?

ArrylT � Copyright, 1999

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