Wednesday, 29 May 2013

I Get None

It is funny
The things we say
The things we hear
The promises spoken
Those that are broken
Kisses stolen
Each to their own lies
Kept inside

All the while
I sit here watching
And I get none

All the while
Time is passing
And I still get none

Somewhat ironic
The games we play
The web we weave
The promises spoken
Those that are broken
Hearts stolen
Each to their own lies
Burning inside

All the while
I sit here watching
And I get none

All the while
Time is passing
And I still get none

                These last few hours
                Watching the hands of the clock
                Sweeping slowly
                Every so slowly
                And endless dance to nowhere
                A race without an end
                A bullet fired from sniper’s rifle
                A highway without a bend

All the while
I sit here watching
And I get none

All the while
Time is passing
And I still get none