Darlin’ darlin’ who’s gone home. Grievin’ grievin’, so much so.
Dark afternoon should have stayed in my room. Errand to run, I didn't know it would be this hard.
I think I’ll just go to the pub.
Rainin’ rainin’ rain so good. Reserving my feelings , tucked in my hood.
Cryin’ cryin’ that’s not allowed.
Feeling so sad, that I’m passing out.
Miss you, miss you, it could only get worse. Although we all loved you, you still got hurt.
Trippin, trippin, about how you went. Love you, love you, need you here.
You should just see how close to our hearts you are. Even though we’re on the other side of the world.
Drinkin’, drinkin’, drinkin’ my wine, then day fell on night. Can’t deal with the fact of going home by myself tonight.
Just take a walk in my shoes. Not this time.
Darlin’ darlin where have you gone?
Why I’ve gone home to be with Jesus, where all the rivers run.
Darlin’ darlin’ what have you done?
How can I ever listen to music again.
Darlin’ darlin’ how does it go? To enjoy and suffer the deals and the blows. That it’s the ones that swing low, who suffer the most.
So many times I’ve taken refuge in my soundgarden. Five platinum albums.
It's raining it’s pouring the children all said, and he bumped his head on the end of the bed.
People, people everywhere have vices and problems and it's not any good. Why can’t you be kind, why can’t you be good?
Like Chris was and I am and so are my friends.
But you still expect money at the price of love.
Love you love you, love you I do, and here’s some red roses for your family and you.
Copyright
Marie Celeste Carroll
19th, May, 2017.
