Ben Raejazha

Music Poem: Put your music player on shuffle and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results.

There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea

A long, long, long, long time ago

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you

They say around the way you’ve asked for me

We get some rules to follow

Pack it up, pack it in
I hear…a voice say don’t be so blind…

I recognized your number

I’m waitin’ on the sun to set cause yesterday ain’t over yet

Here we are, born to be kings

Head over here and take me

I believe them bones are me

Baby, you’ll come knocking on my front door

Caught out running – just a little too much to hide

I can’t get no satisfaction

I’ve made up my mind

Oh, my baby, when you’re older

Slow ride, take it easy – slow ride, take it easy

Take me on a trip, I’d like to go someday

Crazy, but that’s how it goes