Daylight is fadin' the night's on its way
No time for prayin' it's just slipping away
Got no redemption I'm lost without hope
Caught in this nightmare at the end of my rope
No room to breathe I'm stuck for a fix
Here comes the night beating down on me with sticks
Now I'm looking for hope when there ain't any there
I'm caught up in the middle and all I can do is stare
There's blood on the sunset and ice in my veins
These broken hallelujahs just fill me with such pain
And if there was some way out of this fix
Here comes the night beating down on me with sticks
I have seen it all comin' with those visions of old
I have drunk my share of liquor and bein' left out in the cold
I have listened to half truths and so many excuses
The alibis are thinner than rice paper truces
Like a muso who can't play those fast moving licks
Here comes the night beating down on me with sticks
I was born to live up to the day that I die
With so many questions of how what and why
I have been stripped to the bone feeling nothing at all
I have been pushed to my knees and then made to crawl
And there's nothing more I would do just for a fix
'coz here comes the night beating down on me with sticks
A contest entry
- IT'S NOT DARK YET, BUT IT'S GETTING THERE... by cheaphotelsign.
425 points, ended September 1, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
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Comments
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dig the way this reads...very lyrical...good flow rolling off the tongue...the last stanza is my favorite...there is so much packed into this...a fantastic write and i'm glad you entered it...thank you and best wishes


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My favorite lines "There's blood on the sunset and ice in my veins
These broken hallelujahs just fill me with such pain"
Sounds just like Dylan...




