Lyrics Or Poem Poem by chris bowen, a.k.a to wit

Lyrics Or Poem



rolling past the light

our last chance for help tonight

we got a pig in the rearview mirror

death is screaming but i cannot hear her

blurry words cross my mind

dreams and thoughts seem to collide

it seems as if yesterday i died

and i cant remember why

screaming seems to penetrate

where thoughts reverberate

the place is hard to navigate

i wont wait

i wont wait

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Viola Grey 12 July 2008

lyrics for sure...it leaves me wanting more

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