Strays

Feel the onrush of years
Conscious of the fragile bonds we're held together with
Winter's brought sadness and death
Faithless heart overwhelmed by life's transience
Smile at me, wake me from morbid reverie
And I wonder at the luck that is mine
I look around at my family and the strays we've found
And keep finding ways to go on

There are scars in these loves
Raised in anger at the indignities we've cut each other with
There are words gone unsaid
Painful and best left underneath the surface
It's the way things have always been-
With both my friends and family
We love because and in spite of it all
All I want to do
My baby is be good to you
I'm hoping you'll be good back to me

On the road I'm on my own
A tired and restless soul
As I've aged most dreams and loves have died away
But I still wake to find you next to me
Babe you've got my heart

I'm coming home
With nothing but losses
I'm coming home
I'm coming home to mend the cracks
in the fragile detente of our love