A Gap in the Shades

When your head just won’t sit on straight
And you’ve got a veil across your weary eyes
The only scene your mind can seem to create
Is a hundred pointed fingers hurling lies

So you try and you try and try once more
To allow some sense to come and remediate
But sometimes there’s only a dusty floor
And a gap in the shades for an angel ray





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