Truth of Thursday
I've got the pipe and photo of a good friend,
Now isn't that the truth?
I've known deception, guilt and correction,
but I'm still looking for proof.
I've lived, I've cried, commit soul suicide,
I know I still lay awake at night.
My stories been told,
my heart says I'm old,
but I'm not more then a kid.
I've been searching more then i ever have,
I've been blamed for things I never even did.
So say good-bye to hopeless sorrow,
and keep your eyes on tomorrow.
Tell me a story,
Sing me a song,
Teach me the words and I will sing along.
Sing what you want as long as it's true,
I'd listen to anything as long as it's you.
To think freedom was a lock and key,
I'm not sure that's where i want to be.
Broken promises, broken dreams,
slip through cracks and fall through seams.
I have no idea what I did,
I'm just waiting for the day to change,
and the sun will rise again.
Jolene