Songs-in-a-Bottle

Songs-in-a-Bottle Pete's Songs in a Bottle

prev next © plug list home prev next

Heartbreak

this isn't the time for putting on a smile
or seeing the point of anything worthwhile
for going to parties and pubs, for hitting the town,
and painting it red, and living it up in taverns and clubs
or swilling the beer down and drowning the sorrows

this isn't the time for drinking cups of tea
while watching the interference on tv
or gnashing and gritting of teeth, or stiff upper lips,
or flailing of arms, or clenching of fists or pounding of chests
it's just not the time for anything other than heartbreak

heartbreak, heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak

it broke your heart, now there's no point in your existence
your world has stopped, there's nothing doing, you're immobile
you're in cement, and now it's set and what you're feeling
is nothing but heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak

it's just ravines and cracks and crevices and fissures
despondent eyes stare deadenedly into the dark void
you suffer from an irredeemable inertia
with nothing but heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak

this isn't the time for harbouring false hope
or kidding yourself it's cool and you can cope
no time for diversionary ploys, for tripping the lights, or seeing the sights
or rapping the desk with stupefied taps from numb fingertips
this time is for nothing but heartbreak

heartbreak, heartbreak, nothing but heartbreak

---