Abyss
If I were to face the end
of everything I know
could I face it with you?
Would you stay, would you go?
Let me be there to take your hand
it is a good substitute
when there are things
that you do not understand
if I was going down
to the bottom of the abyss
if I were not around
would I be someone you miss?
Let me in, it is cold outside
so cold, I can only sit and shiver
I do not think I am going to survive
I am a believer in the unseen
but I am getting old
I am just an old has been
walking the littered streets
and filling the cracks with my dreams
but I am there for you
I would be anything you want me to be
I try to do, only what I want to do
please save the world for me.
From the fragrance of a stolen kiss
I can only slip, fail, and slide
as I avoid the abyss and watch things die.
James Garratt – 1993/1994
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Abyss – Written Approx. Late 1993 or January 1994 (Aged 18)
