234 (14.03.2015)

A decompression chamber with the bends
A place where we could stand and never fall.
A chance to sorrowfully make amends,
And stand up once again upright and tall.
Sometimes you know I don't know why I cared,
Sometimes I wish I'd left ten years ago
And walked away from everything we shared
And walked away from everything I know.
But naturally that's not the way the past
Has bounced around its spinning little wheel
And all the things we thought were going to last
Have been replaced by things we cannot feel.
I'm leaving now, it's time to go away
My wife and I are leaving you today.


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