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Sad Song (A Poor Man's Wishes)

January 5, 2015
By ebonysundance GOLD, Denver, Colorado
ebonysundance GOLD, Denver, Colorado
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No fault in the demise of the wicked

'cause the good ones always fall first

open wounds, no operations 

my chosen battlefield

 

life source, straight from the bottle

drowning in age old sorrow

solemn, broken a poor man's dreams

talented in an art form

 

lost it all to the bread and baker

lost it all to the sin taker

lost it all never going back...

 

No reason to cry for the savior

'cause the good ones always fall first

open hearts, no coperation

our sultry battlefield

 

back when we went straight for the hills

drowning in eroding sorrow

melancholy, a young soul's dreams

elastic in old poetry

 

lost it all to the bread and baker
lost it all to the sin taker
lost it all never going back...

 

can never go back...


The author's comments:

This piece is about how our 'American Dream' can all fall apart and this a ballad from the point of view of someone who didn't make it in this harsh world.


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