I’ve fallen on hard times, the morning comes with no surprise.
When the ache of first light begins to rise,
from a dream, of a chase, through the night.

I’ve fallen on hard times, how every breath taken hurts and lies.
Thoughts, exploding in my head, my mind,
spinning moments, wishing truth would find.

I’ve fallen on hard times, failing to exist in a real world ride.
Just getting by, filling gaps between sighs,
wishing I could be with you, now, how sublime.

I’ve fallen on hard times when all I do is think of you in kind.
From tip of toes to the most lovely eyes,
an angels grace, I picture you coming from the sky.

I’ve fallen on hard times, imagination rules every move and climb.
In wonder, would I ever touch to feel your lines
or inhale the scent of you, as sweet divine.

I’ve fallen on hard times, I’ve fallen for you, my muse, my crime.
I’ve fallen in love for the first time, my heart beats in rhymes.
I’ve fallen, shaking the earth in one hell of a baseline.

Ax