Wednesday, April 22, 2015

On the boards





Someone has taken my day,
Turned it to night,
Who turned out the light?
That hangs from the beams,
I don't know what it means,
But it's too much, too bad.





If I had taken my time,
Counted my steps,
I might have no regrets,
You might still be here yet,
And not in my dreams,
It's too late to care.





Somehow the world is a gone,
Please give me the keys,
And open the door,
Where is the floor?
I don't know what it means,
It's too much to bear.




It's too much to bear.

Taste


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