Like soldiers in a ghost army
Broken hearts rise
From the ashes of their jobs
Seeking each other, hoping
For another Sat’dy night
And it’s alright,
For another chance, another
dance, a smile, a kiss
And find their partner
for the night, for tomorrow.
And never again lie alone
Hoping, huddling, praying.
Copyright © 2018 by Zane Safrit. All rights reserved.
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 7:49 AM UTC
Like soldiers in a ghost army
Broken hearts rise
From the ashes of their jobs
Seeking each other, hoping
For another Sat’dy night
And it’s alright,
For another chance, another
dance, a smile, a kiss
And find their partner
for the night, for tomorrow.
And never again lie alone
Hoping, huddling, praying.
Copyright © 2018 by Zane Safrit. All rights reserved.