Jibberish

Throw me down a life line 'Cause mine is getting too short All tangled up give me some slack Warn out from the battles I fought Lend you my ear for persuasion A good soul is so hard to find THAT PAINFUL ANNOYING CONTANT DRIP Is driving me out of my mind Hold up my head above water It feels like I'm starting to drown You'll find that I burned all my bridges I finally burned them all down So lift me up with a notion And show me the path I should take Give me love understand my affliction And tell me it's never too late ~Billy Hitz~

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Dave Timperley

Date: 7/12/2015 6:06:00 AM

Never too late Billy Boy. I burn bridges 'cos the past in reality is never the same as in the mind. Great write. God Bless D.

Billy Hitz
Date: 7/12/2015 10:59:00 AM

Thank you.