LYRIC FOR SALE

By Michael Chambers

Songs are for singing and life is for living
But for you, it wasn’t enough
You needed something to spark an illusion
That somehow your life wasn't tough
The people you turned to, they didn't care
All they wanted was you on a string
They'd ply you with everything your heart desired
Until one day the phone didn't ring

So ride your white swan through the clouds on into the stars
The pain has all gone now, all you carry are scars
I'm gonna miss you, you were my best friend
At the edge of the universe that's where we'll meet again

I can still see you alone in your room
With a three string guitar that you owned
You'd try hard to play it, to give you some joy
But you were always too high or too stoned
You always insisted that you were now clean
But the wounds on your arms cannot lie
Your body was weak, your strength was all gone
Any good times you had passed you by

So ride your white swan through the clouds on into the stars
The pain has all gone now, all you carry are scars
I'm gonna miss you, you were my best friend
At the edge of the universe that's where we'll meet again

On the day that they found you, broke and alone
I’m sorry I wasn’t around
I could no longer cope, seeing you at your worst
Your descent into hell was profound
I couldn’t support you more than I did
I curse the life that you had
Dreams unfulfilled and a love never known
Your loneliness driving you mad

So ride your white swan through the clouds on into the stars
The pain has all gone now, all you carry are scars
I'm gonna miss you, you were my best friend
At the edge of the universe that's where we'll meet again