Ron Marcus - Small Barks Of Thunder Lyrics
It's a waking nightmareWhen you can't help, but unserstandThe despondent hopelessnessThat makes a man take his own life, by his own bewildered handCHORUS-Who knows?What secrets of desolationThese dead end streets would speakSmall barks of thunderAnd a helluva lot of fearFrayed nerves like tearing ropeCould you bear to just stand. & watchAs he unraveled like a soft sweaterWith too many loose endsBeneath your questioning handsCould you stand the haunting remindersA burning cigarette stamped outOn a mirror's ice cold faceWith his essence fading like smokeLeaving behind only the stain & stinkOf a life snuffed outFrom an uncertain placeAnd you could barely grinmace & watchThe faith evaporate from his faceChorusCould you have taken the heatOf his tortured soulGoing down in flamesLike a growing fire trapped inside a wallThat only would've burned you outIn whispering confessionsTo be known and feltYour ebbing tolerance may meltBut will you ever be strong enoughTo forgive him?Sitting from on highIn your elevated insulationHe was never well enough to knowChorus- Who knows?What secrets of desolationThese dead end streets would shareIf the could dare themselves to speakSmall barks of thunder & a helluva lot of fearFrayed nerves like tearing rope
