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Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Open Wild



A lighted match finds us in this space my dear,
Like shaping wax in the flame of fear.
Call his name in your sleep but he’s gone away,
And there’s just you by the light of day.
You hold the image like a toy for a child
Like the hand you held in the open wild.

Open wild, like a late night bar
Whiskey and beer and love from afar
Open wild, as the band played on
Soon it’ll be tomorrow and soon you’ll be gone.

A long lost boat to sail away on my dear,
You gave up the ghost and it’s oh so clear.
Burnt every page in your diary,
I see your fate in a gin soaked expiry.
You hold the image like a toy for a child
Like the hand you held in the open wild.

Open wild, like a late night bar
Whiskey and beer and love from afar
Open wild as the band played on
Soon it’ll be tomorrow and soon you’ll be gone.

A cigarette marks the passing of time,
The seasons fade like the passion from a crime.
You try out a smile that only reminds you of him,
So you drink yourself to the bottom again.
You hold the image like a toy for a child
Like the hand you held in the open wild.

Open wild, like a late night bar
Whiskey and beer and love from afar
Open wild as the band played on
Soon it’ll be tomorrow and soon you’ll be gone.

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