Late For Work: Final Cuts

Mind

So sad, a friend I had,

Lost her mind when she lost her Dad,

Starved her body rot her leg,

Best sawn off the Doctor said

I drew a picture of her,

I really tried to save her,

She begged me to come over,

Had to tell her I don’t love her.

Damn!

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

So sad, the squalid land,

Where a girl I knew would come to stand,

Stone and snow and silent air,

Where souls were sold without a care.

I said I think I know her,

I said I think owe her,

She said her folks disowned her,

For the right price I could own her.

Damn!

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

So sad, the girl I had,

I loved like mad before the OCD went bad,

Dark cloud over poisoned track,

Said she’s never coming back.

I know I still love her,

Key the pipe in the pocket,

In case I remember her,

Best way to lock it.

Damn!

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Just look at all the people fall down.

Last Request

I think I now know,

How to stop a Love in flight,

Burning bright,

To prove your right.

Is your heart of stone?

She smiles easy, as you know,

The worst crimes,

Of your happiest times.

Scary times for the evacuee,

People tiptoeing around me,

Not sure but you’re sure you might,

How do you sleep when there is no light?

Tell her once again,

That you’d like to be her friend,

Whilst you run,

A race of one,

Will you look the same?

Your head hung low in shame,

You ignore,

The mirror wall.

Scary times for the evacuee,

People tiptoeing around me,

Not sure but you’re sure you might,

How do you sleep when there is no light?

Grant her,

One last request,

Choose to live,

Or be quick with dying.