Thrown

The last thing i wrote with Jaime before he rode into the sunset

I'm all out of sympathy,
caffine and amphetamines.
Come around and dissolve,
faith twists, no control.

There's no empathy,
drug induced apathy.
All the gifts that you sold,
the souvenirs that i stole


Don't throw it all,
you've thrown it all,
dont throw it all, away


I'm all out of sympathy,
counter and disagree.
Come alive and uncoil,
disappear, walk and crawl.
There's no empathy,
Selling dead end destiny.
All the gifts that you sold,
the souvenirs that i stole


Don't throw it all,
you've thrown it all,
dont throw it all, away


I belive you, when you break through,
its the art of falling apart.
Finding, hiding, feeding, bleeding,
gonna get you , when you break through

Words Lee Wray music Jaime Hunwicks (c) 2003 published by series 8