The motions again and the moment again
and it repeats repeats repeats
And I'm writing and I'm feeling and you aren’t here
Will you be here tomorrow when it’s all normal again?
And that was when it all came crashing down on me.
This time it was real and you were there
and you were there?
and you were...
Cross paths cross ways and spill out a memory of gold
and mould me a concrete heart so it won’t break.
I can definately imagine some of these as songs. I really like the line "the motions again and the moment again", really flows well.
ReplyDeleteSo for you is writing these songs and poetry a way to express yourself? *sorry might be a bit personal anyway, keep the writings coming. I'll check in again soon,