John T. Wurzer - Two More Pages

Two more pages before I have a heart attack
Two more pages and then I'm writing on the back
Two more pages sexy criminals descend
Two more pages, one more beer with an old friend

One more saga, one more sign upon the wall
One more saga, someone dials, I place the call
No one answers; the call did not go through
One more saga, that bursts inside of you

Three more questions; no more peace inside my mind
Three more questions; once invincible, now blind
On the edge now; looking at the pit below
Three more questions; answers I will never know

Calm and peaceful; now that death has intervened
Calm and peaceful; better now that I have dreamed
Moving slower; morning glories face the dawn
Calm and peaceful; I'm already moving on

Let the winds blow; let tomorrow come around
Let the winds blow; through this dead and dying town
Pitch black science whispers promise for today
Let the winds blow; blow the whole damn thing away

One more sentence for to serve without a crime
One more sentence; stumbling close to closing time
Moving closer to a place I crave and dread
One more sentence; walking slowly and walking dead

I've got nothing; but there's nothing I expect
I've got nothing, nowhere men cannot detect
Sleep comes slowly; east of west without a spark
I've got nothing; I'm still wandering in the dark

Tap shoes, silent; in the corner, in the mist
Tap shoes, silent; dancing on the bucket list
Stolen memories spawning wishing wells of rhyme
Tap shoes silent; once they danced here all the time

It drove me crazy; when I found out I was sane
It drove me crazy; wild cats eating from my brain
I drifted off once; but my ship washed up on shore
It drove me crazy; and now it's driving me some more

Feel the white noise; sometimes soothing and serene
Feel the white noise; while the prophets all turn green
Darkness glowing, young blood seeping through a crack
Feel the white noise; and then send the black noise back

Two more pages; soon I'll write here upside down
Two more pages; before I finally blow this town
Two more pages; savage dragons on my left
Two more pages; and I'm breathing one last breath

Written by:
John Wurzer

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