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Steve Price

Days of November


Dedicated the window of life I some times look upon


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Blind

I closed my eyes to all you showed me,
Turned my back to face the wall,
I never listened to what you told me,
I thought I knew it all,

 

I never gave a moment’s notice,
Took my pride and walked away,
I would think your trying to own me,
I would believe it was all a game,

 

I was blind,
So blind,
I was useless,
So unkind,
I was blind,
I couldn’t see,
That the love you gave,
Was in front of me

 

I blocked the thoughts,
I was given,
I threw away every chance,
Again and again,

You were forgiving,
But I passed through you,
Without a glance,

 

I couldn’t trust,
I couldn’t love,
I didn’t have the will,
To believe,
I couldn’t look,
I couldn’t vision,
All that was in front of me,

 

I closed my eyes to all you showed me,
Turned my back to face the wall,
I never listened to what you told me,
I thought I knew it all,

 

Breaking the rules

Daddy got dressed in his Sunday best,
Then took a taxi home,
So he could confess,
All he’d done wrong,

 

Mummy had seen all before,
Before I had come along,
She had been warned,
He’d do wrong,

 

And as I grew,
The family knew,
The path I’d take,
Would be daddies way,


Nothings new, no nothing new,

Walking in my old man's shoes,
Trying to make change between boy and a man,
Breaking with tradition is not who I am,
Not breaking the rules,

 

The apple has fallen from the tree,
The place it landed was in front of me,
Picked it up and took a bite,
The taste was sweeter than I liked,

 

The black sheep upon the hill,
Dressed in daddies suit,
Doing all the things for thrills,
A product of daddy’s fruit,