Keep me awake
Till the last song ends
So I can hear the crowds clap.
Put me back there, on that creaking stage
I'll trade with the act and the rehearsed lines
Get me a small pat, some honest approval
Like yesterday, like an ordinary everyday
And then perhaps peace will come to me
Like water in a slanted jar shifted straight
1 comment:
Only wish peace was that easy to get..
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