THE VETTE | UNTITLED | CITRUS GROVE | TIME | GRAY SKY | BUBBLES IN MY BEER | OH HOWLING WOLF | CAUTION

Beer Bubbles Written expressly for Patty on 1/6/99 ©1999 G. BALLARD•ALL RIGHTS RESERVED The bubbles in my beer they laugh at me and take me out to the places where nothing really matters, much, Where the pain seems far away. Like breaking dreams the bubbles, they cry my songs and comfort me with: Everything's Gonna be All Right (Tonight). Yes, the bubbles in my beer we sing together all my favorite songs, Of broken dreams forgotten and lies of yesterdays, Of faces in the mirror and truth within the heart. The bubbles in my beer, yes we laugh and cry embracing long into the night, The bubbles bursting, essence turning flat and stale; It never tastes sweet in the morning light. But morning light shining in with His Promise, for surely there is some truth in every lie and some good that comes from bad. And: TrueLove is Not Just a Poet’s Dream I believe, I can make it through the night.
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