when life gave us a fighting chance
and melody sang the blues
when we decided to take a chance
and felt we had nothing to loose
when we felt life stood still
Art made our soul rearrange
music made us swallow
a bitter pill
a potion to make us change

when living was an art form
on a constantly changing background
never did our actions mistake
we would ever back down

they are playing our song again
it's not about a broken heart

it's about years unspoken

it's about the years apart

it's about lives left broken

it's all about the body parts

no one makes a start unless
they hear about the life left un led
it's all about the words
that are artfully left unsaid

the 60's
they sing to me
in whiskey whispered rhyme

playing back to me
the memories
of a more or less
war time

Your
freckles      are
like the
stars
to my
night       sky.


Erennwrites