her soft skin wraps around my awake mind slowly creeping along i want her soft hair in my mouth i dont care that her love only is peice of foil and a straw i sit next to her and reach over pausing before i touch no objection
voice broken hands shake in the wicked wind on the edge of the storm comin stands alone waiting as dawn creeps up the sky tears are pain tears are a lifetime of regrets
smile has been replaced helpless gestures emptyness that follows untill its real it consumes its you upon which it feeds
remember me to my friend on the river road his is an endless summer his is a home built for the ages built with love
remember me to my brother on the citys edge his is the mad mad night his is a road that holds no comfort built with the broken backs of a thousand lost souls his is a land that is dark i cannot abide there