Big Dreams And Bullet Holes - Michele Bravi

Breathe.

A moment’s release

Silence the telephones, the tapping keys

Wouldn’t have believed

You colud sleep 5 days in a week

Headful of big dreams

And bullet holes for all to see

Days got stuck on repeat

Working the daily grind

Still ends won’t meet

And I know it weighs on your heart

We walk in the dark

Tripping on faint hopes and echoes

from the distant past

Pouring rain and everything’s changing

World tipping upside down

Fresh new starts false alarms

And getting dressed up for another let down

Pages turn and chapters burn

And good times are coming round

Don’t cry, just don’t look down

Lost and wandering back

Somebody cut the lights

The path’s gone black

And you say do I know the route?

well, i’m not sure that I do

It’s been a tough change

And, Christ, I know you Know that too

This page is turning don’t you see?

Another night, another dream

This page is turning, just you wait and see

Don’t cry, don’t cry

Just don’t look down

Pages turn and chapters burn

And good times are coming round

Don’t cry, just don’y look down