Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Spider Webs

I dreamed about Ray Charles last night and he could see just fine, you know. I asked him for a lullaby, he said "Honey, I don't sing no mo'. Since I got my eyesight back my voice has just deserted me. No Georgia on my mind no mo', I stay in bed with MTV." And there he took his glasses off and I could see inside his head. Flashing like a thunderstorm I saw a shining spider web. A spider web in Ray Charles' head.
I dreamed about Ray Charles last night, he took me flying in the air. He showed me my own spider web, said, "Honey, you had best take care. The world is made of spider webs, the threads are stuck to me and you. Careful what you're wishin' for, cause when you gain you just might lose. When you're feelin' lonely, when you're lyin' in your bed, don't forget your string-up, girl. Dont forget your spider web."
When I go to sleep tonight, don't let me dream of broke old Ray. Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he sees, I just like him best the other way.

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