The Original

How did we find ourselves here,

booting it down this country road?

 

Radio cranked up far as it goes

Pasture, pasture. Bush, bush.

 

On comes Erma Franklin singing

Piece of My Heart (the original).

 

Wood sorrel, Queen Anne’s Lace

 

(take it

Fields disappearing in fog.

 

(break it

 

Triassic, Jurassic, all the rest

 

(make it

 

swallowed in the flow of AM again

 

(You know you’ve got it

if it makes you feel good

 

After a long silence

 

you say:

Never find that 45

in a million years.

 

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