Oh that I could scream.. And the world would stop and listen,. And these scars could speak in volume.. But who has ears to hear.. Or eyes to see.. Again I scream..
What a beautiful way to fake it. This sort of graceful defeat. We found a pattern out on the pavement. Sound the siren out through the streets. . Advance in perfect nonchalance.
What are we all living for?. If nothing's worth dying for tonight. Your dreams are not enough. What I need is love. That's worth laying down my life. .
I crewed on a fair golden ship that. Went down at the dawn of the world. We mutinied and sentenced our captain to die. 'Fore our sails had barely unfurled.
call everyone to arms. we'll fill the heavens. with the poisoned dreams of man. call everyone to arms. we forged these weapons. with the strength of our own hands.
I drug my heart with doublespeak. All my misgivings disappear. It helps to keep my conscience clean, the ends will justify the means. Still I'm always careful what I hear.
All you great men of power, you who boast of your feats. Politicians and entrepreneurs. Can you safeguard your breath in the night while you sleep?. Keep your heart beating steady and sure?.
It's a shame that some must go without. But I was no fool to think it might be my problem. Needy hands were reaching out. I kept my spare change and my pride in a tight fist.