Losing Jim

And I cry until I bleed

And red is all I see

Holding on, dead and goneNo miracle rehearsed

Could take away this curse

Swollen eyes, hung to dryLose your last hope, beginning to choke

All I can take is thrown in my face

I know you mean well, but I'm not wellAnd these bones are caving it

No spirit left within

Fading fast, never lastAnd the stench is strong

Of memories gone

Wearing thin and losing JimLose your last hope, beginning to choke

All I can take is thrown in my face

I know you mean well, but I'm not wellAnd the stench is strong

Of memories gone

Wearing thin and losing Jim

Songwriters

Holland Josiah Keller; Watts Timothy W; Holland William T JrPublished by

THIRSTY MOON RIVER PUBLISHING INC.