Tragic Mishaps

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The Accidentals - Pop, Folk

Tragic Mishaps

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James K. Brown was an alcoholic man Drove his Ford into a white sedan He never found what he was looking for A way to crash into a life full of open doors When they were closed before Beautiful itch in the kitchen chair Breathing in a sharp slice of air These tragic mishaps happen all the time Exceeding all the deaths by homicide To people in their prime Sarah Mae would die within the air Withered leaves dark on her yellow flower Her stories gathered up around her eyes The only things consistent in her life Bright like fireflies And when she fell down the concrete stairs The fabric of normality began to tear And Sarah Mae was forever changed But still the lamplike fireflies in her eyes remained A snapshot in my brain And though it's hard for us to try and understand Maybe tragic mishaps were always in the plan And when we stumble and we trip into fatality Maybe we just open our eyes to reality Like waking from a dream

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  • Sav Buist