Google Eyes

And though I'd really like to know
A thousand things I could not show
And I'm feeling like a gnome
Like a real deal unknown

And though you leave me on the phone
I hold on dearly and I joke
The endless info I could own
If I could search more clearly

I've seen it on google
I've read it over I've learnt my piece
Now I can see through my clearing
My troubadour feast

And though the fairies show the road
I wouldn't give it for the toad
It takes a million years to load
This stream of messages I flow

And in the laughter of a crow
I hear the comedy of sorrow
And I'm waiting for tomorrow
To lend a tale to borrow

I've seen it on google
I've read it over I've learnt my piece
Now I can see through my clearing
My troubadour feast



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Writer(s): Jim Adams
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