We Have Not Got The Plague
Mood:  sad

We Have Not Got The Plague

(It hurts so much)

We had a death in the family, just short ago,
now people avoid us wherever we go.

It's hard enough for us just taking in fresh air,
or trying to work out what clothes to wear.

When we walk along the street a silent bell must toll,
the street gets so empty, you can almost see the tumbleweed roll.

Our old friends look in shop windows when we pass by,
we just carry on walking and heave a great sigh.

The occasional person will stop to say hello,
when we start to talk, they say sorry must go.

We are trying so hard to get our lives back to normal,
but it's kind of hard when your old friends are so formal.

We feel like shouting out, We have not got the plague,
but it is not their fault that they are so vague.

We will continue to do our daily walks,
but it hurts so much when nobody talks.

The sky fell in on us and our friends fell out,
at night when were are home, all we want to do is scream and shout.

Life for us now will never be the same,
but we really wish that our good friends would remain.

Jim William McVean

Casey Graham Memorial Page

Posted by az/maroc at 8:37 AM MST
Updated: Saturday, 26 March 2005 4:38 PM MST
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