written at a rest stop

there’s a thing we call heartbreak,
but I don’t think
my heart’s ever let me down
my heart’s never let me down
but I still cry ‘cause I can’t always have it my way
and sometimes cryin’ can help ya out

sing it aloud
sing it aloud

and scream…

then I don’t know if you can hear me,
but I can hear the sound of my own echo coming back alone and,
I don’t know why that should scare me
to be so lonely
but I can’t stop cryin’ out

sing it aloud
sing it aloud

and scream…

I want to hear you sing this song
back to me,
across thousands of miles from home where I should be,
and I miss you so badly,
but I won’t waste a simile
‘cause you already know what you mean to me,
if only I could hear you

scream
shred your lungs
I need to hear you louder now
and sing
as if you’ll never sing again

and when the morning comes and your throat is sore
you’ll face the day like you did before,
with a smile on in the end

Ronnie Day

One Response

  1. anthony says:

    “you’ll face the day like you did before, with a smile on in the end.”

    I like it. :)

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