Rock around the past
Some moments of destructive bliss;
A smoking guns seductive kiss.
Well, am I not the stupid one
reaching out for what is gone.
For something blurry from before -
for something distant, something more.
Tomorrow rock around the past
and I am stuck within the blast,
and I am stuck within the dark -
with hungry dogs, they bark and bark.
And I am stuck within the speed;
Still feeding good old well known needs.
And I am stuck. It's keeping me
somewhere I do not need to be.
I tried so hard to let it go
but being me, I told you so.
Well, am I not the stupid one?
Now I see it. Now it's gone.
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Publicerad 2023-11-18 10:58
Recycled Redhead 3.0