Prime Of Death

Fight In The Wolf

Time goes fast But the emotions last They seem a chore to master Let them lead you They’ll leave you hanging Climb the mast And steer us from the past We’ve leaked from shore to harbour Let the sea through Then seal the damage XXX I’ve wished and bowed and prayed Pity sounds delayed Drink these sour grapes Squished into lemonade I’m wilting by the flame I think myself insane I sit mid deck in waves Wishing for better sails But XXX Time has crept Here in its arms I’ve slept I’m in the prime of death Peering through curtains At what I’ve spent I climb the steps Of sadness and regret I paid each bill direct Secrets and burdens I pay by cheque XXX Time demands Banned feelings bind both hands They breed like spores in dampness Wade in deep boots To heal that sadness Life seems harsh Bad dreams rewind sore pasts They squeal like moles in darkness Bathe the deep wounds To reach that madness XXX I’ve missed the brighter days Things that life forbade Imprisoned in the shade Enclosed in anger’s cage So I’m clinging on in vain Insisting life must change I itch inside my brain Which lotion calms this rage? XXX Time has crept Hearing its chimes I’ve wept I’m in the prime of death Nearing destruction Behind on rent I climb the steps To pay my last respects I have defined myself Repeating functions My mind has learnt XXX