writing from the soul
but I let things go south
it was rainy, it was warm
now I'm falling like the snow
in the dark dull night
everyone's for once bright
God knows I have tried
to shine but instead I cried
the road to peace and quite is far
from here it's like Zanzibar
and I don't have a car
to get to the plane that'll fly
them Irish lads were singing
about a war and a wedding
I thought they were just kidding
when they skipped to your leaving
yes, you left a note saying
when the sun is out darling
I said I'd go dark, but babe
we could still steal a living
writing from the soul
such an easy thing to do
to lose someone in the crowd
I don't wanna think ill of you