Monday, December 12, 2005

Two Beds And A Coffee Machine


she takes another step, slowly she opens the door, check that he is sleeping pick up all the broken glass and furniture on the floor. Been up half the night screaming now it's time to get away. Pack up the kids in the car, another bruise to try and hide, another alibi to write....
Another ditch in the road, you keep moving. Another stop sign you keep moving and the years go by so fast, wonder how she ever made it through.
And there are children to think of. Baby's asleep in the backseat, wonde how they'll ever made it through this living nightmare, but the mind is an amazing thing. Full of candy dreams and new toys and another cheap hotel, two beds and a coffee machine but there are groceries to buy and she knows she'll have to go home
Another bruise to try and hide, another alibi to write another lonely hihgway in the black of night but there's hope in the darkness, you know you're going make it....
Another ditch in the road, you keep moving. Another stop sign you keep moving and the years go by so fast. Silent fortress built to last......Wonder how they ever made it through....

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