Blaze with me in the mist we see our truest dreams coming true <br />Whatever we do there’s openings but only a few <br />Glazed with gold is the money we hold <br />Paved on the roads is the story were told. <br /> <br />True to our word is the promises we keep <br />Keeping them safe is deep in our sleep, <br />Holding on to the rope and I quote “above cope” <br />To live and loathe would not behold. <br /> <br />Wishing for a difference only for myself <br />Sell fish in my hell saying I have nothing to tell <br />I do get well then I go sour, <br />Burning up the flames hour by hour. <br /> <br />There’s a time and a place when you want to show your face, <br />Its slow with your pace and harder with your race, <br />There is no grace saviour or glory, never safe with strange behaviour or a story <br />Lost without a trace.<br /><br />Gary McPhail<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-without-a-trace/
