Roll and Rock

About a while back In the middle of the night He held me by my hand And led me out of sight Wrapped in newspapers Lay the news of my life I held it to my nose Heard whispers closed eyes Chorus (You make it roll It makes you rock Lights up your mind And rests your soul) The ride was rough My mind was fluff Losing what i said I was scared of stuff A new day came And all was good Must smell some more As much as could Every now and then Middle of all times I hold their hand Lead them out of sight Sealed in an envelope Their green fate lies I close up on them Whisper behind closed eyes Chorus

**A song written for The High Crook