Just One More Song Poem by Peter Strugnell

I want to believe, that you don't want to hurt no one,
and shadows fall behind, when you face the sun,
I can't be reached, but then your arms are so long,
and the band are saying, 'we'll try just one more song'.

You pull me closer, like you're pulling on a string,
I can't resist, I can't do anything,
and although freedom, is calling out my name,
I'm breaking rules and you're doing the same.

I've always said, that I'm happy on my own,
I always said, that my heart is made of stone,
when I come home at night, no one's waiting there,
I tell my friends, that I don't really care.

Tears are a comfort, but then they drag you down,
come away with me, and leave this dreary town,
on dying embers you bring a flicker to a flame,
but stop playing with me, playing your wicked game.

A hopeless case, but now I can believe,
you can heal the scars, I no longer have to bleed,
I need you now, as the shadows do grow long,
you draw me close, as the band plays one more song.