Soft William

You sit by the window
Look out at the rails
Heads you'd walk away
But it always land on tails

Twenty-six years end
You're still out on your own
What starts with token words
Will end in broken bones

The ghost of a family
An air of defeat
Leads you frightening by
The people that you meet

The rising fear
A sudden crash
The safe retreat



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Bowness
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