Hold On 2 Me
In love with the moment
This minute in thyme
Please cross me immediately
From this quiet line
I ‘ve a problem a problem with my line this little bit of solace this stupidity of myne
For in living I seem to get this ringing in my ears
This phone call that brings
A torrent of tears
Clear my dear
It’s realy clear
These fantastic thoughts
A slow blinding fear
Whats inside of me
I can not see
Come for a ride with me
Never know what you’ll see
Blak the lights out
Black can you see
Hey are you listening
Are you here with me
I’m alone
Here in my home
The place where I live
Cold as a stone
I kept a silent wayfare
There’s strength in numbers
A thought I recalled
As I found myself banging my head upon the wall
I see blood
Blood on the wall
I hear the old man calling
Please don’t let me fall
Brunswick moment
They haunt me still
Reaching inside of me
Looking for the kill
See a little piece of time
Screaming quietly within my mind
I was there
Once upon a time
She came to see me
She traveled far
On the train
To see a scar
There we were
Just us two
Loving on the grass
Just us two
I’m back
I think
A momentary blink
Looking down at the abyss in which I can sink
Copyright © Tom Cashman | Year Posted 2011
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