When the day comes that the dead walk the earth,
because hell has had its overfill.
Only then will I consider taking you back,
but I’ll probably deny you still.
I will always love you,
and pray for the best when it comes to the things in your life.
But it would be unbelievably wrong,
for me to stand you by my side.
Because I’m still married to sweet Mary Jane,
and she heals all my cares and my pain.
We can never go back without time machines,
so I will always be feeling this way.
So stare at the wall,
just sit there and stare,
and think about what you did.
Then maybe you can learn,
to understand too,
and all of this will make sense.
Copyright © Tony Brady | Year Posted 2017
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