Lately there
have been woken nights
Long sharp knives
not bright sharp lights
No angels on
the wing in sight
Did someone
ever hold me tight
I wake and
then I sleep
Which is the
dream I want to keep
Once there
was a difference
but now it just
repeats
In the
morning the flow begins
Another day
when no one wins
I want to
write this song
And when someone
comes in
I’ll sing a
symphony for two
Slightly off
key but coloured for you
But now
another day is through
And you’re
late again, but then I guess, me too
Is it that
complicated
Or is it
just over-rated
The right
man’s in the wrong place
Where is the
forest where limbs embrace
The highs
and lows of being high
Mountains
and Valleys and clear blue sky
We haven’t
met but you’ve said goodbye
A plethora of
bloody shadows as the wind blows by
If at least
I found a key forgotten from a car
A barely
used toothbrush in a slightly damp glass
It would be
evidence that we had a past
And maybe
there’ll be another start
So, do you
mind if I start without you
And whenever
I miss the power of two
I’ll call
your phone, as if I already knew
The number,
and we’ll talk it through
All human
capital has a cost
Which
sometimes returns and sometimes lost
But then in
Winter there’s sometimes frost
And in the
end, it’s up to me to skim off the dross
So, do you
mind if I start without you
And whenever
I miss the power of two
I’ll call
your phone, as if I already knew
The number,
and we’ll talk it through
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