So yeah, I've written some more lyrics. This one is about whatever you think it's about, whatever makes sense to you, whatever you get out of it. Simple enough, right?
Don't Want To Fade Away
I’ve became a prisoner
In my own mind
Consumed by darkness
Of my own making
Held frozen in indecision
Sick of where I am
Afraid to take a step
Outside my safety zone
My blood is boiling
My resolve fractured
Don’t want to fade away
Fade away
Don’t want to fade away
Fade away
Can’t live my life this way
Disciplines lack apparent
Dreams hastily set aside
Is it any wonder
My time is drawing short
Not hard to give up
When the pattern sets hard
Feet glued in place
Promise dies by resistance
My blood is boiling
My resolve fractured
Feel myself fading away
Fading away
Feel myself fading away
Fading away
How do I live this way
Written and Published by Don Leach.
May not be used without permission from the author.
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Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Saturday, August 27, 2011
The Line
Just a few lines I came up with a few weeks ago about well, waiting in line, whether it be standing, in a car or what have you. Take from it what you will.
a long lumbering line of slow minded dullards
each as uncertain and insane as the other
slowly creeping along in a line of prolonged deceit
too afraid to decide about making a decision
jamming up the airwaves, the freeways and the mindwaves
everybody behind them held hostage in some way
inexorably dragging down my enthusiasm for humanity
leaving me awash in a fit of despair and depravity
Published by Don Leach
Do not use without permission.
a long lumbering line of slow minded dullards
each as uncertain and insane as the other
slowly creeping along in a line of prolonged deceit
too afraid to decide about making a decision
jamming up the airwaves, the freeways and the mindwaves
everybody behind them held hostage in some way
inexorably dragging down my enthusiasm for humanity
leaving me awash in a fit of despair and depravity
Published by Don Leach
Do not use without permission.
Labels:
boredom,
despair,
indecision,
poetry,
shame,
song lyrics,
traffic,
waiting in line
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