Another Despair - Malcolm Holcombe

rain came down and the bottom fell out

the front door slammed in my face in the cold

older than time the east side’s swimmin'

in the stench of the devil for a few too many

swift time passes and the pages tear

one hand to another and another despair

some thrown outta windows teeth do tell

some dead on arrival when the sirens wail

maybe some have a choice in a low down moment

makin' change in the mornin' when the dreams are broken

now the flesh gets messy with a smile and a nod

on the hooks of a dealer to the Grace of God

c, 2014 gypsy eyes music, bmi

malcolm holcomb