Five of Eight Two

Wont you please loose My neck in this noose A terrible mole Digs deep in my soul she leaves a dark hole So fill it with pain It's all that remains There's nothing left said When a dream is just dead So toss it away For another someday It's just how it's played This slow painful game Left with the stain An image in my brain Of what might have only been It's not what you say But how you display The way that you are My toes in the tar On a freshly paved lot In the summer so hot Undone by my love I'm dreaming of