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don't tell me you know how it feels
cause I really don't think that you know how it feels
don't tell me, I'd rather you show me
show me how it feels

I took her to lunch, and bought her a snack
we sat there and laughed, then I walked her right back
we were havin' fun, and I wanted to stay
but I took my leave, and went my way

she invited me out, taught me to dance
showed me the moves, just the right stance
we hit it off, but when the lights went out
I was alone, filled with doubt

when the rain came falling, we shared an umbrella
she brought me upstairs, and baked mozzarella
we put on some tunes, but the rain quickly vanished
I left that palace, cold and famished

the day at the park, we sure had a blast
we both sat in front, and flew really fast
I was glad to be with her, she was glad to be there
it was quite an amusement, but it's still no fair

the day I saw her, the girl in the grass
the night I met her, holding a glass
all the time I loved her, she did not know
wouldn't make a difference, though
This is one of my favorites. The full title is actually Don't Tell Me You Know How It Feels 'Cause I Really Don't Think That You Know How It Feels - in the spirit of those artists who occasionally come up with songs whose titles are unreasonably long, just for the hell of it (e.g., Pink Floyd's Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict). And this is actually a song - not just a poem - albeit a simple one. I wrote chords to go along with it (basically F, G, F, E repeated), to be played with ferocity - it's an angry song, that I've played a few times at open stages, and recorded for my first "album" (an amateurish affair).

It's also a true story, about some of my best memories from the ill-fated Summer of '04, when I was closest to "the girl", and before it all went south (albeit as written from the jaded perspective of knowing how it all would end). I once toyed with the idea of releasing an album of spoken poetry - this poetry - in the vein of Jim Morrison's An American Prayer, and I wanted to title it Amusement Fair, after a line from this song. (You'll notice that in the last verse, there's a reference to "the girl in the grass", that you might remember from my first poem about her - Flower Child).
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March 12