THE DARK OF THIS NIGHT
I'm not one to bale
While there's a chink of light
I'm not going to fail
In the dark of this night
Aint looking to stall
Keep my hopes in the air
Nor pounding the wall
In some abject despair
I'll be up on some stage
I'll keep writing my songs
I ache just to be
Where my soul still belongs
Though my mind's somewhat blurred
I'll determine my choice
I tell you you aint heard
The last of this old voice
Yes it's driving me mental
This one-sided fight
But I'm not going gentle
Into that long dark night.
Copyright © Louis Spence | Year Posted 2024
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