Saturday, March 19, 2011

FrAgMeNtEd HopE

came home to a place that you didn't dwell anymore


crossed over the past to reach what it was before


there's a moment when madness sings through the mask of freedom


it's devastating where that infinite truth is gonna lead em'


up the road and back again just to find something to do


still reveling in the old days when it wasn't through


it was life's alarm clock ringing that gave ambition a migraine


the fables that reached grandiosity now fallen prey to the insane


the bible belt, a little too tight, when you hung me with it


calmed down a just a bit when the nightmare lifted


just around the corner I see the ghosts again rounded up like cattle


there's the cowboy killer, the preacher man sitting lead in his saddle


turned against the cold wind to see what's left on easy street


strutting through the fire and clinging to the savage heat


there was destiny in the womb cutting my deal to lose


a king with a loveless court without one choice left to choose


only a fragmented hope left that exudes such litheness


a reason to travel on in the eyes of my adore, my princess


getting back in the drivers seat and clearing the cobwebs for the ride


her purpose offers sanity to a broken man that clings to a fools pride

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