Monday, March 31, 2008

The Writing on the Wall


Writing on the Wall

Mark Harris


I could see the writing on the wall,

Evidence of little hands.

Picasso with a purple crayon.

And I tried to act upset,

But I was smiling through it all,

Because I could see the writing on the wall.


I could see the writing on the wall.

Seems no matter how I try,

The pages of this life keep turning,

I can't stop the hands of time.

And even though I knew we have it all,

I can see the writing on the wall.




1 comments:

Tisha said...

Oh, what a song! Beautiful! Making me sob, but I'm enjoying it nonetheless.