Sometimes we close our eyes

And beg others not to speak their minds

I don’t want to know what you have to say

When you might not be able to stay

 

Some lies are too much to bare

But truths are sometimes hidden there

Like in the lines of a poet’s words

Hiding within their own fairy tale worlds

 

Being afraid of you is something I fear

Please don’t come any nearer

I may just lose my resolve

Before I give up my Revolver

 

The snow is falling long and low

Flakes float here and there and to and fro

The darkness swallows everything

And street lamps lose their meaning

 

It’s too late to go

It’s too soon to stay

I don’t really want to know

But still for an answer I pray

You tell me it will all work soon

But how soon before we meet our doom