September 15, 2010

• Outcasts

  Out on the land, living outlandish lives

  It’s been a pleasure being an outcast with you

  Outside and cast out of the main cast

  Throughout the lands we’ve been castigated

  And cast and crated, through and through

  Outlined by the lines that lead us outside

  But I’m fine as long as I’m out with you by my side

  We ruled out following the rules, like true outlaws

  For we’ll outlive these laws,

  before we too see our way out.

  So we cast our lines as the lives of outcasts

  Hoping that as fools these fools we’d outlast

  Until we meet the grave, and get out at last

  Out of our minds, but heaving out the last laughs.

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