Road Not Taken
Eliza Gilkyson


Time passes
Blink of an eye and the deal is done
Sand castles
All in the name of the house of love
Train station
Smell of smoke on your fingertips
Temptation
Half-hurt smile upon your lips, and
Dark glance through
Grey eyes
All on the road not taken
Soft kisses
Blue horizon
On the road not taken
Child aging
Gonna have to do it 'til you get it right
Dreams raging
Running from the dew until the morning light
So lonely
Experience grins like a smoking gun
Turn from me
Locked on the trail where the wild things burn
Dark glance through grey eyes
All on the road not taken
Soft kisses, blue horizon
On the road not taken
Passion traded
For contract security
Colours faded
For a little obscurity

Dark glance through grey eyes
All on the road not taken
Soft kisses, blue horizon
On the road not taken

Dark glance through grey eyes
All on the road not taken
Soft kisses, blue horizon
On the road not taken
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