Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Too Late

Maybe if you accually were here
I wouldn't have to reach into the shadows you left
Too late to call
I wont be going anywhere
I was shattered when you said what you did
Far too late to call
There were so many lines written for you
But the pieces of me could never catch you
You were a true rarity
A dose of something I'd never had before
Previous attempts were to no avail
I had so much to tell you
But I knew my cowardice and shamefulness were to
Always overcome
A governor like you kept the knife in the drawer
But it was always (much) too late to call

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