Liz Frencham

A girl and a double bass.

A girl and a double bass.




If I could ask God for just one thing

as I lay here by your side

Please can I have a silver comb

to unravel this tangle of thoughts

That crowd my mind and blur my vision

Tease and trip my tired tongue

And when I've freed each glistening strand

You'll listen and you'll understand

And maybe I will sleep tonight


If I could ask you for just one thing

As your fingers scorch my skin

Please can you speak a silver sword

To cut out this cancerous hope

Carve the truth, into my vision

Let me bleed and sleep in dreamless peace

Instead I watch my fortunes die

Tossing turning, tortured by

The ease in which you sleep tonight

Oh God please let me sleep.