Testo A Great Work Of Fiction Gruvis Malt
It was too late
Too many paces off the clock
No one had said a word for too long
Since the sun went down
And our ship set
I havenât seen a thing
No footsteps
If you forget the way
Pretend itâs fiction.
Donât you worry
And remember one thing
Adventures are exciting
If I get lost, donât forget to look for me
Iâll stay in one place, and make up ghost stories
If we get lost, weâll send out postcards
Theyâll crisscross oceans and sell as memoirs
This grand game of manhunt
Will be an endless headline
When we are found
Dead or alive
Itâs a great work of fiction
To keep you suspended in your seat
A great work of fiction
Itâs been ten days
And so many tall tales
On my back counting scenes
These stories play on eyelid screens
Count the chapters float them downstream
Making schemes to sell the publishing
If I forgot to say
Iâm not pretending
A failing memory
Could be the best thing
When all you need
Is a great ending
Got to make them feel smarter than
But sorry for your character
To seal his place in history
Iâm coming home in box or on throne
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