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All the Way Down

Thursday, February 28, 2008

All the Way Down

You have broken me all the way down
Down upon my knees
You have broken me all the way now
You'll be the last, you'll see.

And some fight you gave
When I pushed you away from me

In the morning, when you turn in
I'll be far to sea
You have broken me all the way down
You'll be the last, you'll see

And what chance have we got
When you missed every shot from me?

And in the morning when you turn in
I'll be out of reach
And in the darkness when you find this
I'll be far to sea

And you have broken me all the way down
You'll be the last, you'll see


This entry was posted on Thursday, February 28, 2008 at 4:13 PM. You can skip to the end and leave a response.

  1. Blogger GrannyDiane said:
    2:08 AM  

    Hi. I read your comment about what I remember of my time in Taiwan. Unfortunately, I was too young. We were there in 1963-1964 and I was 8 and 9 years old. I called my mother the other day to see what she remembered and she had also forgotten a lot. Guess that's what happens when life is going on. Other things crowd into our brains and thoughts and push our memories around. Wish I did remember more, though.

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