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Album: Torn
Back in '81
We were havin' fun
Was a young man
Didn't have no plan, babe
Pocket change and a fistful of dreams
But I'd come up empty-handed over what it all means
I was always searching around
Fairytales were all that I found
Life was but a page to be written upon
Then in '83 came the death of me
I was fallin' fast
Took one last dance and ….
Here comes a baby and the law after me
And a monkey on my back didn't never let me be!
Far too late for searching around
Wondering were the answers are found
Life drew the curtain,
Closing night gone
Forged this chain with my own hands
Built this cage of my own fears
Drowning in the swelling tide of a well of my own tears
Forged this chain with my own hands
Built this cage of my own fears
Drowning in the swelling tide of a well of my own tears
Forged this chain with my own hands
Built this cage of my own fears
Drowning in the swelling tide of a well of my own tears
In my despair
It was waiting there
So clearly read
The Truth was said
So obviously my responsibility
So great was my crime
So costly the fee
He died to pay for it all
Was up to me to answer His call
Life was lost in darkness
Till the lights came on
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