In the lonely hours before the dawn, as we spin through the dark side of the mind, we are the most vulnerable, and the most receptive to faint messages from beyond

 ALL NIGHT LONG

©1994 JIM HARRIS

 

ALL NIGHT LONG
DRAWN TO THE DAWN ON A LOVE SONG

SO MANY WORDS THAT GO UNSAID
THAT MATTER LESS, A THOUGHT INSTEAD
SO HARD TO FIND
TO SPEAK YOUR MIND

 SO MANY ENDS THAT NEVER MEET
THAT LEAVE THE RECORD INCOMPLETE
WHAT THAT I SAY
WON'T FADE AWAY

SEARCHING FOR THE STUFF
DIAMONDS IN THE ROUGH
PEARLS OF WISDOM BURIED DEEP INSIDE
SOUVENIRS OF DREAMS
SMUGGLED THROUGH THE SEAMS

TO LET THE BEASTS OUT OF THE CAGE
TO FIND EXPRESSION FOR MY RAGE
WHERE IS THE KEY
TO SET THEM FREE
WHERE IS THE KEY
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