so...
eric
is unplugged.
eric makes me remember
and dream
and care
and wonder
who
and what
the hell
i am
or ever
was
way back before there was a time
i could count
that lasted more than a kiss
and a quick
see 'ya
I used to be unplugged
and i would sit
and rock
while she rolled
me around
in her mouth
oh sweet rock and roll
there was a jetty in
cape may
everyone would leave
Gloria's bar
at dawn
and go down
to watch
the dolphins
bring us the
sun
god the music
we made
remember?
in the gable
hot sweaty
no air
smoke everywhere
cold beer
hot love
oh
sweet rock and roll
the notes came so easy
and words
were always
just
well
just right
i'm sure
eric was
having fun then
so were we
and everyone
and everyone
and everyone
except of course the dying
but we somehow didn't notice them
we were too busy
with the music
and the dolphins
and
oh sweet rock and roll
oh sweet rock and roll
now eric knows death
and so do i
and now umplugged
means becoming
d i s c o n n e c t e d
altogether
life has happened to us
while we were busy
doing other things
the music was our
young hearts
and our
souls
it was your smile
it was your smile
and the wink in
my eye
now the music
is the only thing
some days
that keeps me
from walking
in front of a train
oh
oh
sweet
rock
and
roll.
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