My Old Battered Suitcase

Photo borrowed, without so much as a 'by your leave', from Sam Houston's blog http://bookchase.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html It's about books, not travel and I couldn't fail to not recommend it less. I'm hoping I just recommended it, for I do

Just follow this link to the fun. is a link I found on that blog

Last night I hit townNot a gentle sightJust then I saw you, in the fading lightAnd now it seems I've always been here holding youAnd I wonder if this is the real one?I wonder if this is the big time ?I wonder if I can break with the past ?And this timeCan I make it last ?

No time in one placeTo watch it declineNo time with one face to watch it grow linesAnd now I think I'll stick around to watch them grow oldAnd I wonder if this is the real one ?I wonder if this is the big time ?I wonder if I can break with the past ?And this timeCan I make it last ?

Middle Eight

The same old dilemmaShould I go, should I stay ?I don't know just what it isThat keeps driving me awayPerhaps I am searchingFor what I don't knowIs this panic now ending ?Or just running slow ?

This town, why this town ?Why don't I pass through ?But this town is different, the difference is youWill my old battered suitcase take five or take root ?And I wonder if this is the real one ?I wonder if this is the big time ?I wonder if I can break with the past ?And this timeCan I make it last ?

Jon Bratton copyright 1976

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