This is not the end!
Try, try, then strike again.
Just a setback not on the cards.
Clairvoyance is failing so i’m taking charge.
Pickup the pieces and fix them once more.
No more sleeping with…
Yes i’ve been a fool!
Degrees of my seperation!
Bounce me of my inspiration.
With calls swirling in my brain.
Two and two don’t make me fully inane.
More like developments pulling up short.
You are my marbles.
They’re dropping short!
Wrench me from the cogs.
Tear form from meat.
Pull me aside and…
Speak softly to me!
Time is running sideways.
Pickings have long been slim.
Deliver the sermon so i can reform.
Inside my head there is always a storm.
Seldom quiet so i can just think.
Forever and ever after,
My minds on the brink!
Wrench me from the cogs.
Tear form from meat.
Pull me aside and…
Speak softly to me!
Simon A Jackson - Writer 