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Rememories

by Rainman

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I remember being three getting my first trike Three wheels of fun, riding it for the first time. I remember watching videos on TV, Wondering what love was and who was gonna show me. Sting wondered if the Russians love their kids too I mulled over it and thought “well of course they do”. And I can still smell the rain on the bitumen Feel the wind on my face - playing on the swings again. Just another push, just a little bit higher I can see a fried bat on that live wire. Magpies swoopin’ on the way home Just make a run for it with my brothers yelling “Go!’ ABC Songbooks and bedtime stories, Magic dragons and jabberwockies until I’m snorin’ Plenty of time to rest my weary young head Getting tucked-in all cosy in my bunk bed Goin’ back [cuts] My folks split when I was a coupla months old I try and think of ‘em together and it’s kinda like “hmm, no How was that ever gonna work - I mean really though?” Completely different kinda people - but I love ‘em both Born in Bris but moved to Sydney as a kid From hot weather and wide roads to brown brick. From timber and big backyards to traffic From the ‘burbs to an inner-city demographic. Saw my first syringe on the way to school At the same spot learnt what a condom was too (eww). Peering through that chain-link fence Guess it could be said I lost a little innocence (in a sense) But gained a lot from that vacant block for a six year old My big brothers on-hand to explain it all. Learning ‘bout life good, bad and ugly What a trip, thinking back on that young me. © Rainman 2018
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I remember being three getting my first trike Three wheels of fun, riding it for the first time. I remember watching videos on TV, Wondering what love was and who was gonna show me. Sting wondered if the Russians love their kids too I mulled over it and thought “well of course they do”. And I can still smell the rain on the bitumen Feel the wind on my face - playing on the swings again. Just another push, just a little bit higher I can see a fried bat on that live wire. Magpies swoopin’ on the way home Just make a run for it with my brothers yelling “Go!’ ABC Songbooks and bedtime stories, Magic dragons and jabberwockies until I’m snorin’ Plenty of time to rest my weary young head Getting tucked-in all cosy in my bunk bed Goin’ back [cuts] My folks split when I was a coupla months old I try and think of ‘em together and it’s kinda like “hmm, no How was that ever gonna work - I mean really though?” Completely different kinda people - but I love ‘em both Born in Bris but moved to Sydney as a kid From hot weather and wide roads to brown brick. From timber and big backyards to traffic From the ‘burbs to an inner-city demographic. Saw my first syringe on the way to school At the same spot learnt what a condom was too (eww). Peering through that chain-link fence Guess it could be said I lost a little innocence (in a sense) But gained a lot from that vacant block for a six year old My big brothers on-hand to explain it all. Learning ‘bout life good, bad and ugly What a trip, thinking back on that young me. © Rainman 2018
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released January 7, 2018

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