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Array ( [sid] => 137447 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Stranger’s arms [time] => 2007-09-22 10:52:22 [hometext] => The empty bed blues - sing it, Josh, wail it, Bessie… [bodytext] => Remember when we spent so many
days and nights in bed?
I think all that loving did something to my head;
because I find it hard to sleep alone
—it’s been a lifetime since you’ve gone
and sleeping around just doesn’t feel right

but I just can’t face an empty bed tonight

When I was of selfish mind,
I didn’t want the ties that bind
though I watched you in the
moon’s silvery light;
happy you were in my bed, alright.
but time moved on and needs not met
left me with only deep regret
at what I had and let slip from my hands

on lonely nights it’s more than I can stand

So I walk the streets of endless sprawl,
and hit the bars and smoke filled halls
and try and find a desperate soul like me;
who doesn’t want to go home alone
to wait against a silent phone
and hold themselves till slumber sets them free

Call me weak;
I’ve always known, but
I can’t bear being on my own, and
even though it’s not you in the
flickering neon light,

at least my bed’s not empty tonight. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 247 [topic] => 34 [informant] => spike [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )

Stranger’s arms

Contributed by spike on Saturday, 22nd September 2007 @ 10:52:22 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

Remember when we spent so many
days and nights in bed?
I think all that loving did something to my head;
because I find it hard to sleep alone
—it’s been a lifetime since you’ve gone
and sleeping around just doesn’t feel right

but I just can’t face an empty bed tonight

When I was of selfish mind,
I didn’t want the ties that bind
though I watched you in the
moon’s silvery light;
happy you were in my bed, alright.
but time moved on and needs not met
left me with only deep regret
at what I had and let slip from my hands

on lonely nights it’s more than I can stand

So I walk the streets of endless sprawl,
and hit the bars and smoke filled halls
and try and find a desperate soul like me;
who doesn’t want to go home alone
to wait against a silent phone
and hold themselves till slumber sets them free

Call me weak;
I’ve always known, but
I can’t bear being on my own, and
even though it’s not you in the
flickering neon light,

at least my bed’s not empty tonight.

Copyright Â© spike ... [ 2007-09-22 10:52:22]
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Re: Stranger’s arms (User Rating: 1 )
by TeamJK on Saturday, 22nd September 2007 @ 11:50:10 AM AEST
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Wow... this reeks of loneliness and despair. Well written..with so much emotions. I love it.
JK

Re: Stranger’s arms (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 22nd September 2007 @ 01:52:23 PM AEST
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I agree with JK.
Sad but well written.
good work and hang tuff, friend.
huggs,
emy

Re: Stranger’s arms (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 22nd September 2007 @ 02:53:49 PM AEST
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Tis so sad and lonely.. I feel ya here my friend. The feelings and images you painted with your words are strong.

Yes... sleeping alone god what is worse? arghhhhhhhhhhhhh

Hugs

Michelle

Re: Stranger’s arms (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Monday, 24th September 2007 @ 10:55:27 PM AEST
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There is loneliness and sadness certainly evident here, but in my reading of it I can detect an underlying feeling of irony towards yourself (or the subject of the poem if fictional). Maybe that's just from some of your other poems, but this didn't seem to me to be simply saying "woe is me". Oh well, even if it was its still a damn good poem!

Take care,
Dom

Re: Stranger’s arms (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 15th March 2008 @ 12:44:05 AM AEST
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Dear poet, I am not sure why I never commented on this one originally, (I have read it a time or two).
I believe it may just have hit far too close to home for me. The agony of loneliness. Especially on certain
nights when that bed feels so damn large. It might well be too big for even TWO people. What is this incessant
need we humans have to partner with someone? I think it goes WELL beyond the necessity to procreate.

it's emotional as hell ~

There is something wonderfully familiar and beautiful about watching the rise and fall of your lover's
chest, listening to their soft restful murmurs, and feeling the warmth their body spreads to cover yours.
It is something those that have not yet had the opportunity to go without, quite often take for granted.
I say, "opportunity" because it is in way. One must make do "without" to know the treasure and beauty
of "having", you know? I hope I never take it for granted. Any part of it!

There is a painful beauty within this, spike, my friend. I want to hug this poem, protecting it
from all the harshness that reality sometimes uncovers.

Thank you for this moment of remembrance..

take care~
~Breezy

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