DR (09-11-1982 / London, England)

Fallen

Misery self harm and bleeding
But it’s what no one should know’
In my mind falls down araining
And it’s as freezing as the snow

Meandering suspicions
Strangling my little head
Oceans wide of little whispers
Sailing home again

Too late to call the coastguard
As the rocks are already here
The wind begins its breezing
And I’m engulfed in fear

Too late for help me’s or apologies
I’ve fallen at me feet, but amidst all
This tragedy and bleeding, my heart
Remains yours without retreat

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