Monday, 28 August 2017

The day I die on the street. ..


I have a lot of things to teach you now,
In case we ever meet;
Wait for me when twilight veils your life,
And on the day I die on the street....

There's no mistletoe to share a kiss,
No dew-kissed grass beneath my feet..
Wait for me when twilight veils your life,
And on the day I die on the street....

Our present is forever dear...I know,
But my forevers always shift,
Wait for me when twilight veils your life,
And on the day I die on the street....

The strange madness growing in me,
The dark corners which are never lit;
Wait for me when twilight veils your life,
And on the day I die on the street....

I believe life's lies, I err, I sin...
I pile up dreams-bit by bit. .
Remember to wait for me when twilight veils your life,
And on the day I die on the street....

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