I too want to feel comfortably numb.
In lack of that I'll just play dumb
And hoping I'll get there someday
I ignore the pain till it goes away.
You've passed the point of no return,
Light a match and bridges will brun.
Spread the ashes, level the terrain
But the holes will still remain.
The fire's etched forever in my eyes,
The scars in my heart likewise.
By the river's shore I sit down and cry
And wait until the river runs dry.
13 August 2005
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