a kiss for the miles to drive, a prayer for when it rains
one shot of perspective, a couple more to kill the pain
when all the best metaphors are hitting too close to home
when all the best metaphors are bleeding from your bones
I'm gonna die a failure, but to happiness awake
you can go to sleep in hell, and wake up at heaven's gate
think of all that we missed today that lay right before our eyes
think of all that fades away in our hard-pressed compromise
this is dangerous terrain we're attempting to traverse
and it's a cryin' shame, but it could be a lot worse
so you proceed with caution, though you're mumbling in the dark
and that one shot of perspective has finally hit your heart
faith, she's a whistling train running hard in the dark
hope is like a thing untamed, gonna lay to waste your heart
love is a little bit of God, there for all to know
love is the everlasting arms that never do let go...
this is dangerous terrain we're attempting to traverse
and it's a cryin' shame, but it could be a lot worse
-Bill Mallonee
1 comment:
well, I failed my exam...
it's a cryin' shame, but it could be a lot worse.
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