Black Eyes Broken Fingers

Just Another Gypsy Hook
21 July 1988
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Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Don't take life too seriously, you'll never make it out alive.

I'm a twenty three year old single gal, I work a crappy job in a pretty small town,
and I live an odd little life with my pit bull and my family and friends.
I'm just trying to find my happy place and stay gold.