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i'm trying to write a song about my street, bryden rd. This song is the first songwriting sketch for that project. i'm actually not very happy with it. i put it here so that you could also not be happy with it. BTW, i live accross the street from a lot labled the kwanzaa playground at english park. i've never been there though.
april 05
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kwanzaa playground
kwanzaa playground
tell me via exploration

kwanzaa playground
kwanzaa playground
show me all your fastination

kwanzaa playground
kwanzaa playground
built this park with politics and hands

well what do you know dear (my hands)
what do you see dear (my hands)
theres nothing to fear at the kwanzaa playground.

i sit at home and watch the day go by
and if i'm lucky i can see the sky
i'm still here waiting by the phone.

kwanzaa playground
kwanzaa playground
kwanzaa playground
kwanzaa playground
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Uploaded: Apr 19, 2005 - 06:55:21 AM
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Name: Daniel Fox
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I'm a graphic designer / real estate investor in columbus ohio. osu grad. part of the landing place community. married since sept 04. no kids. *ALL THESE SONGS ARE SKETCHES* most are best described as indie-folk. ... [see more]

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