If I should slit my vein with my pen <br />And used my blood to write you a song <br />Would you think I'm crazy, would you stop me baby, <br />Or would you help to push it along <br /> <br />Now if all the words, that then fill the page <br />Lie in code and spelt out your name <br />Would you think me worldly, would think I'm worthy <br />Or would you think I'm slightly insane <br /> <br />Drop stone, cobwebs of hope <br />Lie tangled in the breezes that blows <br />Who knows, what they got 'til it goes <br />Death by a million cuts, or you grow <br /> <br />If I could sing in a voice so pure <br />Like an angel from a heavenly choir <br />Would you rush to praise me, would you canonize me <br />Or would you simply turn a deaf ear <br /> <br />If all the words that I wrote did come true <br />And your heart was besieged by love <br />Would you let me conquer, would you let me labor <br />Or would you suicide and be gone <br /> <br />Drop stone, cobwebs of hope <br />Lie tangled in the breezes that blows <br />Who knows, what they got 'til it goes <br />Death by a million cuts, or you grow <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright Colin Coplin 2012<br /><br />Colin Coplin<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/drop-stone/
