A felling inside. In the back of my head. Like a song I still know. From so long ago. And I wouldn't change a thing. Like a car driving by. Triggers something in my mind.
Its another November evening. As you remember your way home. You (beat?) out your aggressive tendencies. On what's left of your blackend soul.. You've come to this conclusion.
If they can make a law. Then I can break a law. If I can break a law. Will the law break me?. It comes tumbling down again. I can't comprehend. Is it destiny?.
Nothing they could do but sit down there with the black coal all around them, and the water rose so quick and cold, an unlikely place to drown.. . Nine in the mine, trapped down below- down, down, down in the ground.
I've lost all the time that I have in this world. I've spent it unwisely, unwisely you see. And I can't get it back and I can't move forward. I'm broken and I'm empty, it's over for me.
Tonight my son I'll heed the call. If you're to live, then I must fall.. . Just give me one more moment, another walk out in the sun. one more day to find some justice with your shadow by my side.