Don’t Fade Away I thought when the sun sets It’ll rise again in the morning As it always does But it doesn’t seem so When odd times flood It seemed to have come off The surface of the earth Abandoned the final turn To which has just begun its course Vanished in the far away land On the finders-keepers hand The exuberant bulb On the face of the silky space Suggesting undecided to rebound I thought at the bottom of every smoke Is a fire blazing to last Burning every sense’s skin For the passion to... Sign in to see full entry.