The Act
dreaming about nothing much
in a life between the confines
in a state so hazy it trips me up
and catches me in the frontline
then life drifts past as I watch from the back seat
time rolls by in a flurry of words
catching the act that she never did play
catching the act the one of dismay
you heard my song - that's my call to you
and I'm already feeling out of tune
i'll show you it was rosy yesterday
now i'm catching the act the one of dismay
Copyright © Emily Harris | Year Posted 2018
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