"ugly teeth" = the face canines make when they play in a certain way
I could hear the footsteps
following each other along.
In search of finer climates,
and all the things we want.
Keep an ear upon the
common circuits that we weave,
because I’ve been looking forward
to the plan I had for you and me - waiting.
It was a long time that I left.
The winds had turned me in, I guess.
I did my time in Angeles,
then headed back home for a rest.
When you have a reason,
go on and pass it on along.
Staying candid is needed
all the way to build upon.
Long time away from you,
and all the things we got into -
hit like a stormdrain overwhelmed.
Warm light, I think of you.
I have to say I’m thankful, too,
and looking forward to the rest.
I’ll meet you in The Gardens
after we’re run off of the road.
Stuck hard-up on a lonesome tune that won’t let go.
The kind of evening that is
unseasonable in the least -
somewhere to place the blame,
a kinetic dearth I would forget.
It was a long time that I left,
the winds had turned me in, I guess.
When ugly teeth do lesson wrest,
I think of you, my friend.
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