Give to You

I work with dirty hands
I talk, I talk like every man
I see just what everyone else sees
I'm 90 I just want that one last bell to ring

Why didn't I give to you?
Why couldn't I stick through?
One measly life I had to take
With you an hour is everything

I've worked with dirty hands
I've walked to places not known by a righteous man
I'm always still but never listening
If it's like Hell here..
Why couldn't I just have had the love to sing

Why didn't I give to you?
Why couldn't I stick through?
One measly life I had to take
When an hour with you is everything

You gave all you could give to me
I wouldn't keep it not even for free

In my hour I drone to bed
Every night looking forward to & fearing death
A simple answer I won't know
Why didn't I give to you?
2005 Piemerica-Incorperated-Eternally

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Written by Emperor MAR
October 28, 2005
Lyrics & Poems