Now that you're gone Nothing is wrong But everything's changed Words in your hand Do I set them in stone Or throw them away Now everything we did Like
The older I get the more stupid I feel I don't know what's going on Tired of trying to be strong When I should be crying The further I go the less distance
Shall I stay or go Through the door Will the pen to flow Watch the stars Sleep's a chore The moon is growing cold It hangs like a sliver of tin How
Something's coming Something big Something I can't stand Dark as the ocean Secret and cruel Something I can't command Something's waiting Down a mugger
I'm sinking in To a sea of secrets Warm and green Down and down Back to times and places never seen Now and then I can wake and I remember Just one
It happened one night At three in the morning The devil appeared in my studio room And he said I'm your pal And I'll make you a deal Blow away your struggle
Richard Fagan/Joe Collins, Of Music, Inc (ASCAP/Life's A Pitch/Joe Collins Music (ASCAP)/Foray Music administered by EMI Music (SESAC) Hey hoe come on
just doesn't do them, He's fine that his mates have tattoos, But he reckon's they'll rue them, He likes going to pubs, But he hates it when the music'
fast and your niggas wasn't faithful} Betrayed you, but my fam is tighter than Nike strings Your crew verse LB - nice dream I pick my niggas like Joe Jackson
