LYRIC FOR SALE

By Asylum Avenue

Well some people say that love is like a stranger
And baby, I’m thinking maybe they are right
You lead your heart into all kinds of danger
And let it suffer thru the endless night

I look around to see stone-faced companions
Members of the Gallery of Shame
Tryin’ to remember satisfaction
Tryin’ to remember why they came

‘cause it’s a long road down to the execution block
It’s a longer way back from the gallows
And I’m sitting with my memory and it’s ticking
like a bomb or a clock
But I still feel nostalgic for tomorrow

Now I recognized a trace of indiscretion
When I looked into your face that final time
You forced me into making a confession
Even though I couldn’t name the crime

And it’s kind of you to give this witness protection
Maybe I’ll wind up in a safer place
A place where ones like me can find direction
Away from Yesterday and all her waste

And it’s a long road down to the execution block
And it’s a longer way back through the shadows
Yeah it’s a long road down to the execution block
And it’s a longer way back with these sorrows
And I’m sitting with my memory and it’s ticking
like a bomb or a clock
But I still feel nostalgic for tomorrow

Gonna find me another life tomorrow
Let me find another life tomorrow
Help me find me another life tomorrow
Gotta find me find another life tomorrow.

© 2008, 2012 by Keith Charles Dovoric / Broken Pilgrim Songs