Susanne Bruschke
Cross the line
This young cop, he came, knocked on her door
With so sad eyes, telling nothing´s like before
It was his first day, he mentioned to her
She answered him with some words, kind and fair
"Please don´t say sorry, when people die
And don´t worry about a sudden goodbye
Such things are happen - it´s not your fault
You do your job and thats more worth than gold
Life will come and life will go
All between these two points is just a show
Sureley you´ll believe now, I´m cold as ice
But wait only a second and don´t despise
My attitude to any dark dead
If anyone died by violent hands or peacefully in bed
I can´t feel the sadness you talk about
I won´t fall down on my knees or cry very loud
Nothing could change through an action like that
So I accept it and I don´t feel too bad"
This cop, he left her, there was another call
He kicked her words away like a dirty old ball
Now he works for a unit of crime scene investigation
Sometimes he smiles quietly: No big sensation
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Publicado en e-Stories.org el 19.08.2008.
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