Before the world came in
we were immaculate so clean
before the world came in
directing our own dreams
wrapped up in skin
could hear the moment’s beat
feel everything begin
now we’re on our knees
begging forgiveness
I was a tailor
you were a cop
she was a sailor
we never got caught
now we’re in jail
for god knows how long
scraping plates
to the rhythm
singing this
song
Robert C Gaulke
Wed 25th Mar 2020 17:22
Cheers, Don..