Tommy Gentle

Long night

Just to

Disappoint the one who

Loves most

Anything you lay your

Hands on

Golden like a Midas

But tonight it turns to stone.

And now that the photographs are gone

And now that the lights are all blown

And now that the house has gone home

Where do you go?

Just so

Hollow

Fall into the bottle.

Keeps me

Company

But ask me

Is this a burden or a bounty?

That just

Keeps the roles I play.

And now that the photographs are gone

And now that the lights are all blown

And now that the house has gone home

Where do you wanna go?

Just where do you wanna go?

I guess I was so wrong.

I guess this was so wrong.

And I gotta face my greatest fear.

Maybe it can’t be here…