WILL
by Pete Pidgeon

Morning came
Sunlight on the windowsill
I drew the shades
And wished that I could run and hide 'cause
Summer days
Have gone away and left us here
This cold and rainy, dark and cloudy grey

The road is long and
I can't see (if) the end is near
We hear the song
It pacifies you like a beer
But leaves you stoned
An aural drug that pricks your ear
A darkened palette
Draped in lurid tones

I will drive away
Not step upon the brakes and
I am more
Than the sum of my mistakes
Forgive me please
When emotions overtake

Complicate
Nothing is the way it seems
A lucid dream
A hideaway behind the scenes
A newborn child
Still gazes out your older eyes
Protruding beauty
Innocent, she smiles

CHORUS

Copyright 2009.
Published by Fowl River Productions
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