söndag 23 oktober 2011

Poets and idiots

They said it was all about mercy
Oh mercy, where are thou'?

Lonely and tired
I walk this road,
looking for that penny
that will bring me luck

'Cause someone told me once
You can't win with a losin' hand, kid

I walked the hell you goin' through
just to reach the paradise
of lost souls

And the sad eyes
honey, they never lie.
Fear is the heart of love.

Dear God.
The only favour I ask for,
is for you to hold him when I'm not around

1 kommentar:

  1. de sista raderna är alltid de finaste :) känner så igen den önskan...

    SvaraRadera