Shards of the Soul

Les Paul Reminiscent

In the middle of drawing a Les Paul

I caught myself thinking,

Of you and how hard you've had me fall,

I'm tired and weak, searching for a game with a new rule.

Jekyll and Hyde have nothing on you and your drinking,

Any future relationship you offer me now,

Well it seems bleak

This thing, this person standing before me is a stranger,

A being of no stronghold.

You're a boy playing dress up,

Pretending to be cool and uncaring,

I see beyond your mask,

I will be here waiting for my love.

Fly back to me like the beautiful dove you are.

Here I'll wait,

No matter how long your journey be, now how far.

My hand is yours to hold,

Regardless you causing my scar.