Naomi

My time goes by unseen, afraid you'll go it alone, close off all my dreams, which face do you use, poker table on the lawn, money you struck and blew, all those crazy schemes, anyone could hear me moan, drowned by graping reams, any time you once knew, raises your sun bleached tone, what good does it do you, morning chat that seems, too close to the bone, becomes way out extreme, this room is a lighted fuse, eyes glitter on my clothes, why discard everything true, why I say go home