Welcome to the game
I’m glad you finally came
to try and find where you belong.
Try and fit inside the
drawers that we’ve provided,
the lowest ones around your size.
But I wish that I could clearly see
what keeps immortal men from me,
wish that I could clearly see.
I’ve been chasing giants,
though I never catch them,
I just want to feel alive.
The answer could be tragic,
that it ain't work or magic
it’s a matter of your blood.
My limitation is my goal,
ensnared within a set up soul.
I can’t run away from my bones.
So If I’ll borrow your attention
for two to three minutes
I promise that I’ll be quite brief,
but if you could turn me into anything else, I’d be grateful.
Lately, I’ve been fighting
misery “enlightening
me that I’m a train on tracks,
That’s doomed to ride a road that
reaps the fears my father’s sowed
until the thin wood cracks.
But I can’t accept that I’m assigned
To walk within a narrow line.
I just got to step outside.
So if I’ll borrow your attention
for two to three minutes
I promise that I’ll be quite brief.
But if you could turn me into anything else,
I’d be grateful.
Every soul begins the same
entitled to their place and name.
But in this cold and vicious game.
we could break the rules.
Making up excuses
In the end produces
Nothing more than one headstone.
Rip your doubts away
Before your mind decays
And all you have is your damn bones.
credits
from Rabble This House, Yes,
track released December 6, 2017
Cullen: Harmonies, Piano, Synthesizer, Vocals
KC: Bass
Steven: Electric Guitar
Thomas: Drums Set, Percussion
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