It started as Halloween-type tune, but transmogrified into this...
Writing’s On The Wall
It don’t mean that much to me you walk but you can’t see
Nothing left for us all the writing’s on the wall
I may run I cannot hide - this despair won’t be denied
Into the darkness I crawl - the writing’s on the wall
I want to be sure I want to be free
You locked me down - you threw away the key
I was a fool - I know that you see
I want to pretend it wasn’t me
In the dark and deathly still - you won’t run but I think I will
Nothing left to recall - the writing’s on the wall
I’ve seen your will to dominate - takes me down with all its weight
What dark beasts do you call - the writing’s on the wall
You take me down - I am your prey
Ain’t nothing I can do - I got nothing to say
Our love’s underground - and filled with decay
Nobody hears my screams anyway
I was your fool yeah I was your clown
Over the moon and six feet down
Grasping dead things in the dark - piercing teeth that find their mark
Wrapped in the funeral pall - the writing’s on the wall
I won’t see you at all - the writing’s on the wall
Nothing left when I fall - the writing’s on the wall
Road Apples Oct 4 2009