Walking Sideways From This All Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Verse:
There are silences in our day
Falling apart though every way
Nothing in the cards to play
Only love that's lost inside

Every day is like broken glass
With the hopes that don't come
So much from outside in to amass
Where all those hopeless touches
Are from

Chorus:
Walking sideways from this all
Trying to find a different road
Love is a way and every call
To take away life's heavy load
In the words of every song going by
Like the clouds that drift on
Every charm that comes to die
In those feelings that were almost gone
But my heart is never easy in its touch
Saying everything that isn’t always there

Bridge:
Days go by without their hope
Nothing is like it used to be
Moments come and some elope
It isn't always what you see

Chorus:
Walking sideways from this all
Trying to find a different road
Love is summer sometimes fall
Any late come that's bestowed

Tag:
Here I am without any hope
Nothing comes easy or will stay
Love is a song in its kaleidoscope
Or raising shadows
In its lost alleyway