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A song about God, a woman, compulsions or perhaps my anima

soothed

everything’s the same

but everything has changed

 i see you standing there

i’m calling out your name

but the words won’t come

 no the words won’t come

 no the words won’t come

soothed by the sound of your voice

soothed by the sound of your name

obsessed i made the wrong choice

i used your sweet name in vain

everything has changed

but everything’s the same

you see me sitting here

you’re calling out my name

but the words won’t come

no the words won’t come

no the words won’t come

soothed by the sound of your voice

soothed by the sound of your name

possessed i make the wrong choice

i use your good name in vain

and as the days turn into years

your face softens in the glow

of long forgotten tears

over things you will never know

soothed by the sound of your voice

soothed by the sound of your name

obsessed i made the wrong choice

my unfinished symphony of pain
jeff grant
2007
Excerpt from The Art of Surviving Prison Copyright 2013, all rights reserved Jeff Grant, Progressive Prison Projectjgrant3074@icloud.com15 E. Putnam Ave. #370
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