Steve Reynolds Coming In Too Low
Where has the day gone, where is the sun
Who is this person that I have become
Pawn shops bring news, of people dressing up all their
wounds… their wounds
Toss out your words and breathe in all that we wanted
Love, love, love
Stand in the doorway …stare at the sign
Venture to see me …better this time
Climb up your walls
And peer out at all that is offered there, there, over
there
Contact leads me to over react to all that you said and
did there
You’re coming in, You’re comin’ in too low
People desperate to find their reasons
Let themselves be beaten
When they’re coming in they’re coming in too low
low flight, ……over the water,
low light, means we will disappear right
as we’re coming in, we’re coming in too low.
