Lyrics & Poems

Nobody knew how to get to her truth,
Was a long line, that led to her door.

When it came to my turn we crashed and I burned,
in the evening, was a battle till dawn.

But its oh so quiet in the morning, When there’s nothing,
But its oh so quiet in the morning, When there’s nothing,
But its oh so quiet in the morning, When there’s nothing left to say.

In morning we’d dance, map travels to France,
And stay here, lost in bed all day.

But as the hours grew old, and the day took its toll,
We ‘re ready, for battle once more.

But its oh so quiet in the morning, When there’s nothing,
But its oh so quiet in the morning, When there’s nothing,
But its oh so quiet in the morning, When there’s nothing left to say.

Nobody knows, it the end where she goes,
Is a long time, waiting on her call.

Now love I’m low, I have nowhere to go,
And I’m longing, to do battle again.

(Source: davegerardmusic.com)