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TEN
One/two, trying I am to hold on but don’t know what to do
I'm going to explode, a time bomb, I cant help but feel so blue
Now everything has gone still I’m trying to find a way through
If you can see where I’m coming from?, it's a case of dasja vu
Three/four, still I feel so empty, absolution I’ve been looking for
Just to have that kind of certainty, to feel like I once did before
Still trying to find that remedy, though now I’m not quit so sure
I don't think I'll ever find any as everything is now so obscure
Five/six ,trying I am to survive, but feel I'm out of survival tricks
And even though I am still alive, the bomb you know it still ticks
Tricky situations I try to avoid, I skive but then still I'm in this mix
I suppose learning to duck and dive, if only I could find a quick fix
Seven/eight, looking for heaven if only that I could then anticipate
As it's a fine line I reckon it is yeah between coincidence and fate
When inside feels like Armageddon, now I feel I'm in a right state
All these thoughts sense eleven and you know they are not great
Nine/ten, I’m not feeling so fine it's that feeling of panic and mayhem
I think I’ve just lost track of all time tell me is it now a'm or is it p'm
And still I whinge and whine and you know here I am yet again
Never can I walk a straight line, it's the same now as it was then
Written 2001 playing around with words at time
expressing how one feels using a coping stratery
ten nine ect written june july 2001
written by myself davidscott
BUT TAKING LITTLE EXCERTS FROM OTHER WRITES
i WRITTEN OVER YEARS
BEFORE HAND LIKE A LITTLE COPING STRATERY
A LITTLE LOOK BACK IDEA
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