She puts her hand on my chest
Shoves me to the wall...

I lay in bed each night and dream.
The things I've done...

He walks the streets from dusk till dawn
He has no friends he's all alone...

So you have come to collect me?
To send me on my way...

I threw a rope around the moon,
I tried to prove my worth...

Why is it I am always drawn to it?
At what cost is what I seek...

Wistful memories of replayed scenes
Attention of detail to everything...

Sat on the door step with a beer in one hand.
A cigarette in the other...

So insignificant so unnoticed.
"So important...

I don't think I write poetry.
Though sometimes I write rhymes...

I think it's time to take some time out!
Some time just for myself...

Wee free men, "this is who we are"
Not destined to be be slaves...