Last night everything was movin’ so fast. I could barely keep track. Oh of my offenses or your defenses. In hindsight I woulda coulda shoulda not gone there. But left without a word to spare. Was it your offenses or my defensiveness?. That’s got me thinkin’ that we’re never gonna get it right. I wanna straighten this before the sun goes down tonight. If I could only fight the bitterness I feel inside. This thing is eatin’ me alive. Well I’m right here. And you’re right there. And God knows we’ve got to start somewhere. ‘Cause I’m messed up. And you’re broken. And those shots we fired are still smokin’. I’m tossin’ and turnin’ on the things I’d undo. As I wrestle with the painful truth. Oh my sleep escapes me as guilt berates me. Exhausted the memories are drawing so near. I can see it like a world premiere. When did my objective lose all objectiveness?. If I need you and you need me. How can you turn your back and just leave me?. When I’m right here and you’re right there. And God knows we’ve got to start somewhere. I said some things that I regret. And if I could I’d take ‘em back. If I could turn my words around. You wouldn’t hear a sound. But here I am and there you are. The space between us is not so far. I’m reaching out my hand in love. Before the fading sun forgive me for what I’ve done. Hey hey …. “The gun shot’s gotta go man. That’s it. I mean enough is enough. Good grief …”. by: Cida Koizumi