Peter Strugnell Poems

Well all I wanna do is spit and lay some tracks,
just looking for a good time, just looking for the craic*
but now with all this shit going down in politics,
and the world being ruled by a bunch of lunatics,
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I wish that you could ask me, about my day,
I would say the words, that I never got to say,
our time together was way too short,
and It's a hard lesson that, that I've been taught.
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He'll take the long way home tonight,
as he's late then there's less time to fight,
he'll have a drink to dull the senses,
he'll build no bridges but maybe a few fences!
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And they say that nostalgia, is a seductive liar,
and then again, there is no smoke without fire,
I know that we should, never look to the past,
because nothing lasts forever, nothing ever lasts.
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No place to run, no place to hide,
Oh how the bright lights shine,
all the bad news, I let it slide,
don't wanna be old before my time.
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traduction français (merci à fanny)

Aujourd'hui j'ai quelques difficultés, quelques cicatrices reste toujours,
en plein manque de confiance en soi, par des blessures au cerveau,
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It's four in the morning, and the air is still,
deep in my chest, there's an empty space to fill,
I stare at the bulb, in my vacant room,
I hoping that you'll, arrive very, very soon.
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He spends each night in my head doing the filing,
he's a conscientious man, he wants things neat and on the dot,
there's been vandalism, damage and the work's been piling,
at times he can't find the file and it's slot.
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never tell a woman you'll always gonna stay
that you'll stand by her come what may
or that you'll love her t'ill your dying day
don't declare your love today
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Tell me this, do you think, that life has passed you by,
I always search, when I look, deep in your eyes,
it's hard you know, to love someone, completely you'll find
with mystic countries, and distant sunsets, always on your mind,
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