From the recording Yet To Be Named
Lyrics
Heading down to some numb town with sun stains on my neck<br />
To help me keep the promises I have yet to forget<br />
but is this confidence I ask, to righteous fleeting smiles<br />
Don’t beg for help until you move out from under denial<br />
In careless dreams and careful steps<br />
Can our lives be this complex?<br />
<br />
And so I’ll sprint out away upon the embers of my dreams<br />
With ragging feet hopped up to get about the reach<br />
Of common sense, I fancy having none<br />
But who needs cents when money corrupts everyone<br />
<br />
Who tries to stay afloat holding two jobs and a child<br />
I fear one is soon to be dropped while trudging through our trials<br />
Whose tribulations seem a bit to few and far between <br />
In every houses dungeon lurks a villain to be seen<br />
Whose fangs are sharp, but rarely used<br />
In loneliness a beast accused <br />
<br />
So I’ll sprint out away upon the embers of my dreams<br />
with ragging feet hopped up to get about the reach<br />
Of common sense, I fancy having none<br />
But who needs cents when money corrupts everyone<br />
<br />
And in the deepest depths of all to come around <br />
Though sleeping wealth in worth and peace have started skipping town<br />
Let us sit here drinking poetry of drowning sinful sighs<br />
Still wearing tattered raincoat smiles as clouds control sky<br />
In lighting strikes towards silent ground<br />
Oh this world can’t let me down<br />
<br />
So I’ll sprint out away upon the embers of my dreams<br />
with ragging feet hopped up to get about the reach<br />
Of common sense, I fancy having none<br />
But who needs cents when money corrupts everyone<br />
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