Hung Low

by Hope   Mar 29, 2018


Everyone's gone mad; head hung high,
Eye's low, 'tween my facial lines-
Everyones fine;
beaten down this path,
leave me the ashes: back to back,
over and over again....
hung low
hung low
hung low
No one knows; knows by the eye,
Never tell a lie,
my friend-my friend, here we go again,
tell me one lye from the other-
you don't need to bother;
sister to brother...
by the other eye of the pupil;
like a syringe to the needle,
Remember me
remember me
...remember me,
I've got one reason;
to the other side of treason?
in the middle of the night-
I'm just alright,
Leave me alone and I'd be home....-
Lonesome
-lonesome
Lonesome,
in thr cold, running with wolves,
in the cold
in the cold
in the cold....
-lonesome.

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