I want to believe, that you don't want to hurt noone, <br />and shadows fall behind, when you face the sun, <br />i can't be reached, but then your arms are so long, <br />and the band are saying, 'we'll try just one more song'. <br /> <br />You pull me closer, like you're pulling on a string, <br />i can't resist, i can't do anything, <br />and although freedom, is calling out my name <br />i'm breaking rules and you're doing the same. <br /> <br />I've always said, that i'm happy on my own, <br />i always said, that my heart is made of stone, <br />when i come home at night, no one's waiting there, <br />I tell my friends, that i don't really care. <br /> <br />tears are a comfort, but then they drag you down, <br />come away with me, and leave this dreary town, <br />on dying embers you bring a flicker to a flame, <br />but stop playing with me, playing your wicked game. <br /> <br />A hopeless case, but now i can believe, <br />you can heal the scars, i no longer have to bleed, <br />i need you now, as the shadows do grow long, <br />you draw me close, as the band plays one more song.<br /><br />Peter Strugnell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/just-one-more-song/
