That thing you do
That thing you do
That thing that keeps you
apart from me.
One day you’re going,
One day you’re gone,
One day you’ll come back,
and find, I’m going, gone.
You’re gonna have to take,
that wall down,
You’re gonna have to let,
me in,
Or one day you’ll find me going, gone.
One day you’ll find me going,
gone.
Gone in a minute gone by the hour
Take all your time to lose all your power
Gone by a fraction of time on a wing
But know in this second I will be gone
Know in this second I will be gone.
That thing you do,
that thing you do,
That thing that keeps you,
Wrapped up in clues.
That thing that hangs,
The tab not pulled,
Wrapped in a moment of gone on a wing.
I’m gone.
I’m gone.
I’m going,
I’m gone.
Gone in a minute gone by the hour
Take all your time to lose all your power
Gone by a fraction of time on a wing
But know in this second I will be gone
Know in this second I will be gone.
reads like a good song
reads like a good song
ron parrish
Yeah,
I've been doing that lately If you time read the next one i posted. I'm emptying out my notes in my phone and finding some gems i wrote and never worked on.
Good to see you my friend
Debbie
i will check it out
i will check it out
ron parrish
The Poem
The Poem I Do Know This The prose is a bit heavy...