
They say let the sleeping dog lie….
But I have this habit of disturbing the tranquility of still waters…..
Trouble for a middle name……
Unwilling I penned the lines that will unleash chaos…..atleast my own……
Separate Lives ~ Phil Collins Feat* Marilyn Martin
I hear the train pass by…..
The feeble tremor shakes my lampshade……
I recall the montage……
I shiver at the thought….
“You called me from the room in your hotel
All full of romance for someone that you met
And telling me how sorry you were, leaving so soon
And that you miss me sometimes when you’re alone in your room”
There seems to be no end to my foolishness…..
Yes I missed a step and yes I tripped….
My head in my hands…..
I wait to pay for my mistake……
Then I remember I am just Human…..