Sam and I huddle
beneath our cardboard tenement...
Choking on the sapid taste of destruction,
that could only be veritable lies...
Illuminating candle sits on the window sill
Throwing shadows at the wall...
Every dark night meets the dawn
Are the knights of dark ages gone...
I cannot get it out of my head
the screams the pain...
I'm walking down highway side
With a sign in my hands. It reads...
Life is to short
to go through it in a blur...
A little kid who sits on a bench, tapping his...
You wonder is he care-free or holding sadness...
I'm walking through a park
A lamp post lights my way...
Some days are good,
and others are bad...
Underneath the stars,
I dance in my dreams...
After many years of dull routine,
Of blending into the growing crowd...