Music, Poetry

While All The World

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Sometimes all I need is time
A drink of gin a glass of wine
A quiet place to clear my head
While all the world has gone to bed

Sometimes all I need is talk
A hand to hold me up to walk
A city street and empty shops
While all the world around me drops

Jumping forward moving time
I’m on a ledge and I should climb
But all I want to do is fall
While all the world is standing tall

Find me drunken find me lost
Find me worth less than I cost
Find the bullet in my eye
While all the world lives in the sky

~Sarah Davenport 2014

*no worries just exercising freedom if expression, it’s poetry

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