The Captive Heart

The old clock is ticking now Marks the space between us Your memory enshrouds my heart For I am held a captive Sometimes my soul desires To take leave of this old world To spread these golden wings and fly To the city of angels But then if I close my eyes I can see you standing there Your face in permanence smiles Your lips a chalice Seems like I've loved you all my life Never thought I'd find you One day the muse may lend these words wings So I can touch you But hey! Don't worry if the feelings not strong for you I have lived my life in accordance To the windfalls of passion Though I know what it means To be loved and then forgotten I have seen too many men Driven insane by their distractions --- The Captive Heart - Brendan Perry