Tapes In My Head

By Bruce Clifford

Help me stop these tapes from playing in my head
Hold me in your arms and sing a song to me instead
Every time I get to this place where I think the coast is clear
This endless loop plays in my head and brings out my darkest fears

Help me quiet the static and noise that has been with me for so long
Point me to another world where people know how to get along
Help me stop these tapes in my head from playing all these wrongs
Sometimes there's faint memory of time when this noise used to sound like songs

Maybe I've been conditioned this way
Finally, I know I need to change
If I have to maybe I will just walk away
I need to be with the people who care about what I have to say
As I care about them each and everyday

Help me stop these tapes from playing in my head
Show me that there's hope and happiness instead
Every time I start to think the turn in the corner is near
I get shot down with no defense, make this noise disappear

©6/8/10 Bruce Clifford