Here you are calling again
Or is it your ghost,
commanding the wind?
Let me down easy.
I don't want to boil over
and burn your skin.
I dream of pleasing you
then wake up again
Knowing it's hopeless
A battle I won't win,
You bring out your big gun
To shoot me down again.
You pull the trigger but no one scores.
Perhaps you need a new weapon of choice?
To control the me that has no voice.
It was just the one time I lost my way.
I got lost in your maze.
Now I'm stuck there it seems
No way out
Except in my dreams
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 6:36 AM UTC
Here you are calling again
Or is it your ghost,
commanding the wind?
Let me down easy.
I don't want to boil over
and burn your skin.
I dream of pleasing you
then wake up again
Knowing it's hopeless
A battle I won't win,
You bring out your big gun
To shoot me down again.
You pull the trigger but no one scores.
Perhaps you need a new weapon of choice?
To control the me that has no voice.
It was just the one time I lost my way.
I got lost in your maze.
Now I'm stuck there it seems
No way out
Except in my dreams
Inspired by someone with big weapons, with a shout out to Joan Baez for Diamonds And Rust
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