Ace Of Black Hearts (04/17/1984 / Homa Lousiana)
Watching A Flower Wilt Away And Die
To many abandoned moments.
The river can't run dry.
No more strangers passing bye.
Dodging all the lights.
Living all these lies.
You can't change my mind.
Even among summer skies.
A flower not watered wilts away and dies.
Becoming nothing more then dirt and earth.
In a position of discomfort.
I sit and wonder.
Where did I go so wrong?
Leading a stray straight into decay.
I watched her burn and did nothing.
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