- cork, Ireland
- Last Record: 2013-05-25 11:37:59 +0200
- Joined: Sep 30, 2011
The wide smiles on the proud faces here
Just proves the richness of your company
And as you move through this gentle crowd
I whisper "Please keep in touch".
Deadly silent is the air
That's my world, my life now you're gone
But I don't feel wounded I swear
I know you'll keep in touch.
A struggle for words with you on the phone
Inventing story after story for anything to say
It gets painfully clear how our lives have changed
But I beg you please keep in touch.
I wrestle everyday
With my jealousy and endless self-pity
You found love and it's a great love
Why can't I feel happy for you?
A wide smile on my face
Just proves the richness of your memory
And I whisper to no one near
"Please keep in touch".
Don't get upset or curse yourself
If you replace me
I know the way of this world and how it works
There is order to these things.
Flushed cheeks and heavy feet
You're on your way back to the family home
Evening tea and the shouting from next door
You feel a sinking in your stomach<...
Every glorious day
Every damp and miserable evening
You still close the same torn curtains
And you're still alone.
The bruised and battered sky
seems to reflect the pain you try so hard to conceal
but it is right there in your tired eyes
the longing, the...
I'm heading south
I should have left along time ago
I really don't belong here
and I don't think you're going to miss me much when I'm gone.
I am always so happy for you
and you will never find me feeling sorry for myself
I'm so pleased to see
you've got the spring back in your step
Will you read to me?
Something that is precious
something that is worth holding on to life for
will you let me into your heart?
Loneliness won't kill you
much as you may want it to
and everyday you spend alone
is another day of you pining for someone to show.
Anything that you have to give me
I will welcome with an honest and grateful heart
I just need a little help from someone who can be kind.
Who should I talk to?
About my friend who never comes out
he locks himself away with all of his anger
and those walls he stares at are now turning gray.
Put a chair by the window and turn the heating on
there is a whole brave world inside
and you don't need to be dangerous to risk it all
just pick up the phone...
Everyone you meet serves you a smile
you have never known a victim of crime
and the day always ends just like
your mother said all good stories should end...