Secrets and Whispers E-Book

Steve Price

• Herausgeber: BookRix
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Just more thoughts from an ever exploring mind. Writing free's me from my daily routine. I write from things I see, hear, think and snippets of information. My views may not agree with yours but we are all entitled to our own opinions.

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Steve Price

Secrets and Whispers

To everyone who enjoys readingBookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 Munich

Be the same

She’s got a taste of honeycomb,

When you’re going down,

She won’t forget to blow your high,

Then leave you hanging round,

She won’t take you home,

Oh no! she won’t take you home,

Her hands so soft,

Such a gentle touch,

When she’s caressing you,

You don’t care of much,

But she won’t take you home,

Oh no! she won’t take you home,

She doesn’t need a holy bible,

She doesn’t need a shade of gray,

She doesn’t need diamonds in a cluster,

She just wants to be the same,

She’s got legs that will break your neck,

Hair that shaped in her special way,

She’ll break your back when she’s upon,

Then she’ll tell you to walk away,

Her face won’t tell the full story,

Her mind won’t become an open page,

She’ll tell you she needs morning glory,

She’ll tell you; you need to find the range,

CHORUS

Open up, don’t come inside,

Close yourself and you’ll never find,

Never see, never see,

All she likes is behind,

All she likes is behind,

CHORUS

Book of lies

Since I was young,

I’ve never understood,

Why all the lies they told me,

Came from just one book,

So many dead, just to honour one name,

I know no-one died for my sins,

Cause what I’ve done,

You just can’t forgive,

But in my innocence, I can admit,

That all my guilt is for me to blame,

I won’t see golden gates,

I don't hear a harp so sweet,

When I’m gone, it’s too late,

So, who am I to believe,

I don’t see people walk on water,

Or fathers lost in open seas,

I only see people slaughtered,

I only see torment and misery,

No wooden crosses, No crown of thorns,

Only broken hearts and families torn,

No broken bread, no blood of wine,

Only innocent screams and mother’s cries,

CHORUS

They once told me he will return,

When the world is ending,

And the bodies burn,

Come to watch his creation die,

According to the book full of lies,

Peace, love, equality,

Read the book and you will see,

That if you love different or don’t believe,

You’re gonna rot for eternity,

CHORUS

Gift

Gift, such a gift,

But you threw it all away,

Threw it all away,

Gift, such a gift,

Born with a ball at your feet,

Died, for having one too many drinks,

So many beauties upon your arm,

Born with so much talent,

So much charm,

CHORUS

Fifteen and a theatre of dreams,

Run back home to your castle in the street,

Took you back and you became,

The superstar and the household name,

Beatle hair with Elvis burns,

Left them standing with every turn,

One time shoeless they took you down,

But no-one would ever take your crown,

CHORUS

68, your time had come,

Beat the world with just one run,

Fancy cars and sombreros,

Whisky jars and days not at home,

Left the land and the place you loved,

For flashing lights and days in the sun,