Bad Relations

When you get to, to the place that
   I must leave you, when you get to th' station
When you look back, will it matter?
If I treated you badly would you forgive me?
       Broken down, I'll be sorry at the station
   Sister's relief, a brother's regret, at the station 
 
There were details, misunderstandings
    Hammers and nails, and bad relations
You remember, like the ocean don’t
As true love forgets, like I don’t remember
         Give as good as you get at the station
   Sister's relief, a brother's regret, bad relations 
 
I‘m sliding now, into tomorrow
    Wi' nothing left t‘ steal or t' borrow
 You just went on, hassled n' hustled 
Th' devil took you home, now not so troubled
         Broken down I am sorry, at the station
    Sister's relief, a brothers regret, bad relations
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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