I have an unusual job
All I have to do is lob
On their doorstep once a week
And then I go to bed for a sleep
...
Please wake me on the new day
Don't let me lie in bed and stay
For I need to see you once again
I won't want to miss you in the morning, friend
...
Gaping open wounds that never heal
Is this what is for each of us is the real deal
Sometimes it's the pain
That in the end remains
...
Let me hear the truth
It can be so easy
When the words flow
To hear what you want
...
The camera never lies
They say as the ball flies
But when the review is a mistake
In the end your break
...
Nuclear bombs are stacked
To use when an enemy needs to be whacked
With one leader having eight hundred bombs ready
And another matching them so very handy
...
I'm searching for peace
In my soul
So when I close my eyes
I will be at ease
...
I know what it takes to forgive
And I'm asking so I can begin to live
Again and not be so sad
You have a right to hold it back and be mad
...
Old curled photographs that I see
Remind me of those youthful days so easily
Was it me who stood there tall
So confident in my bearing all
...
His memory of the day was strange
With snippets of things he tried to arrange
There was a blinding light
And then an unearthly face that wasn't right
...