Jack Singer

You come

Awake

And lie in a bed

Of fevered state

You rise

Again

And open a curtain

To find only night

Coming in



The dream

Comes back

Your up on the stage now

Slumped collapsed

Everything is blurred

The people come

They come at you all at once

The man at the front says all he wants is jack singer



I`m so sorry

For what i`ve done

Against all forecasts

I`ve been the one

Who turned the world round

And made it pass

Through hell`s own corner

God we made it at last



I`m here

Tonight

Up on the stage now

Doing my thing

And that`s all

The worst

Thing ever

Is to sing to the gods

And discover nothing coming back

That`s all there is there


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