Pit of Des Pairs

I look out on a sunny day
The wind shouts
Blows me away

I'm so light
I can't feel my face
I'm so high
I can't touch today
Without you

I can't get you out of my head
And the feelings so cold
I can't taste the lead
Without my tongue growing old
And ripped to shreds
When I try to let go
I'm left for dead

What's real for me
Is never true for you
The deal it seems
Is I never lost my cool

I've lost and decided instead
That my luck has run cold
I can't taste the lead
Without the pit of despair taking turns at my head
And they laugh when my skin calls out instead
I grow old

It's time to say goodnight
I gave in for a ride



Credits
Writer(s): Gary Wilson
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