A song about God, a woman, compulsions or perhaps my anima.
soothed
everything's the same
but everything has changed
i see
you standing there
i'm calling out your name
but the words won't come
no the
words won't come
no the
words won't come
soothed by the sound of your voice
soothed by the sound of your name
obsessed i made the wrong choice
i used your sweet name in vain
everything has changed
but everything's the same
you see me sitting here
you're calling out my name
but the words won't come
no the words won't come
no the words won't come
soothed by the sound of your voice
soothed by the sound of your name
possessed i make the wrong choice
i use your good name in vain
and as the days turn into years
your face softens in the glow
of long forgotten tears
over things you will never know
soothed by the sound of your voice
soothed by the sound of your name
obsessed i made the wrong choice
my unfinished symphony of pain
jeff grant
2007
Excerpt from The Art of Surviving Prison
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Jeff Grant, Progressive Prison Project
jgrant3074@icloud.com
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Greenwich, Connecticut 06830 (203) 339-5887
Greenwich, Connecticut 06830 (203) 339-5887
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