Well to tell you the truth I've got nothing much left to say You talk about freedom I just wanna get away You keep on talking My mind keeps drifting away I wish I could remember the things You used to say
Well I've heard this storyΒ Β 'bout a thousand times before It starts off with freedom And it ends in a ****** war No-one really knows who's keeping the score But no ones really winning Anymore
Well I heard you in a room An' you sounded so fresh and new I heard you in the stadium You sounded so strong and true I followed you down to the riverside I drank that wine, I saw that light But the water was cold Like the long dark night
This is actually a song, but I thought I'd put it down here as a poem. I originally published it on youtube as a song, on my youtube channel at swift73ify