It’s these little big conversations
Told me all about your sister
How you never get along
Just fineI was in an ancient hallway
History on the walls and all the doorways
Your own handwritings on the wall
All rightMe and you meet
Over a hundred centuries
The kings and queens of old never ran out of gold
Cast out to the sea
Around the rocks so dangerously
Never looked never cared bout all the men with souls
SoPromise me you’ll meet me in the hallway tonight
Walk around the bed of thorns escape away into the dark
When the morning comes come stay with me under the blue skies
For that I’ll even stand a lie
Come stay with me under the blue skies
YOU ARE READING
Love and other lies
PoetryA collection of poems and songs written by me and my best friend