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The Notebook (original song)


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The Notebook

Words and Music by Gregg Boethin

Copyright 2016, All Rights Reserved

 

How I owe my soul to the

timely intervention of the notebook.

The notebook wherein pages turned,

the muses burned

the ink that I provided.

 

It’s been a tiring trip,

I like to think it was a good one.

And when that full moon dips,

we’ll assess the damage we’ve done.

 

How I am in debt to the

powers that let me keep the notebook.

The notebook where the poltergeist

meets its demise

with movements of my hand.

 

I can feel you now,

somehow you’re present in my heartbeat.

When that sulky sun goes down,

we’ll wander through the wormholes till we meet.

 

How I owe my soul to the

timely intervention of the notebook.

The notebook wherein pages turned,

the muses burned

the ink that I provided.

 

 

Edited by greggb
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