November 2010
On your own again Back to where it all began The phone don’t ring And the tears they fall But you carry on and on and on Past is past you never really gave it a shot To survive with your one last shot in the dark And if your conscience weighs a little heavy tonight Maybe you’ll find that
October 2010
Come on show me how much better you are.
My biggest fear.
Step one you say we need to talk He walks you say sit down it’s just a talk He smiles politely back at you You stare politely right on through Some sort of window to your right As he goes left and you stay right Between the lines of fear and blame You begin to wonder why you came Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend Somewhere along in the bitterness
Can’t wait until tomorrow is...
so good to me, so right
Listen
overwhelmed.
I wish I could sing.
