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Bald Lenny

| 22 December, 2011 12:57


 

driven by the voices that are running in my head

got a million things to keep me here but I want to run away instead

I need my freedom, I need my space

I need to wake up with a smile on my face

I want to spend my days sitting in the open grass

free to sit and talk to God, free to let the time go past

all of these lives spent, working for money

I try to laugh about it but it ain’t that funny

 

Chorus

God I’m here

please don’t let me fall asleep

I am so afraid

of giving in to fear

losing all my faith

forgetting why I’m here

 

Oh God my sister, what has she become

forgot about the things she’s said forgot about the things she’s done

yeah she’s got problems, no more than most

could a been a savior right now she’s just a ghost

remember what she told me when I was just a boy

we were meant to work together bring the world a little joy

 

she didn’t know fear, until it found her

sunk into ground her, it’s gagged and bound her

 

Chorus

 

even my own father as brilliant as he is

can’t find a way to fight his fear not even for his grand kids

he is a victim, he is a casualty

and in his mind, that’s all he’ll ever be

 

Chorus

 


 

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