A motorway network, with no lorries or cars.
A fantasy space trip, with no Venus or Mars.
To sail for a lifetime, on a sea with no shore.
A life threatening sickness, with no hope of a cure.
A town with no buildings, just bricks turned to dust.
When you build up a business, and then it "goes bust".
A night full of darkness, with no stars and no moon.
An abundance of noise, with no rhythm or tune.
To speed down a hill, in a car with no brakes.
No family at Christmas, just a heart full of aches.
To step through a doorway, and find there's no floor.
To be shut in a cell, with no window or door.
Dead silence, no music, in Carnegie Hall.
To wait by the phone, but never a call.
To scorch in the desert, with no trace of shade
To run out of money, with bills to be paid
You thought you'd a fortune, when you needed it most,
But your prize-winning coupon got lost in the post.
I knew that feeling, for which no words can be found,
When I found, you crying, because
I’d let you down.
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