SINGER/SONG WRITER

You taught my soul
As you court my halls
It doesn't mean anything at all

You were always the winner
A lover a fighter a slave
You took what was yours and left for the shores
And you walked away from the game

But you spoke those reasons
And you crowned my seasons
You mean everything to me

Take me back to the beginning
Somewhere on the edge
Where people breed there distractions
Under Her Majesties street lights

You found me with another...
Another purpose in this life
Where poets fall by the wayside
And are washed away with the night