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RAGGED TIME MELODY (Lyric) by Joshua_Tree
I have misplaced the words. I know that they are here - Somewhere, Lying near the laundry, On the floor. I have mislain the tune. It is floating in the air - Up there, Fluttering out a window Left ajar. I chase after the beat. It is underneath my feet - Down there, Rolling out the door And down the street. I know not what to do With this song I wrote for you. You see, It is broken like my heart Used to be.


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Arithmetic Mean: 3.6666667
Weighted score: 4.8410625
Overall Rank: 10708
Posted: June 28, 2005 7:24 AM PDT; Last modified: June 28, 2005 9:10 AM PDT
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[n/a] Joshua_Tree @ 68.230.105.101 | 28-Jun-05/7:27 AM | Reply
Thank you Zodiac, others, for your comments before. The exchange turned out to be a fruitful one for me. I hope that feeling is mutual.
[6] Dovina @ 69.175.32.185 | 28-Jun-05/10:22 AM | Reply
A song with bad words, tune, and beat is a bad song. Let's hope you're singing a good song about a bad song.
[n/a] Joshua_Tree @ 68.230.105.101 > Dovina | 28-Jun-05/11:08 AM | Reply
This is about a love song written for a previous lover that a man on the rebound is trying to pass off as being written for his new love. What follows from this 'white' lie is a string of awkward justifications that finally lead him to something approaching a real revelation about his emotions. Even though he never is truly candid about the song, some truth comes out of it.

It's a rebound relationship, so it probably won't last anyway, but the experience highlights some things with which he need to deal before he is ready to consider a more serious relationship. Dirty laundry laying about should be an obvious image; I am hoping that clues the reader into the fact that the open window and door are more than they appear.
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