Sister Morning Glory


Hey there Sister Morning Glory
Let me hear your saddest story
I ain’t lookin’ to debate
Just someone who can relate
To how I feel deep inside
Where I like to go and hide
Away from all the pretty things
That seem to float on angel’s wings
I ain’t got no wings at all
No safety net if I fall
Forgive me for not flyin’ high
And sitting back to wonder why
The reason I can’t break these chains
I try so hard, but rust remains.

Copyright © Drew Martin 2016


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