Buffeting the souls
The proclivity of doubt
Keeping the crowd happy, in the same old sound
You think I'm dumb, I wanna know when you're amen to the amends
I don't wanna wait for another love, waiting in vain for the right one

People say they don't know
I keeping the fire from your hands
I burn my foolish soul, with your open hooks
Singing and dancing all at one
Tune for all the dancers in the flickering lamp hanging behind the door

I find your light while waiting for untruths on the bleeding lady
I'll wait to find myself in love
Learning how to add to the sheltered beds serving the company
People say they don't know me, I don't know you either and your time

My music could be forever
Is this love I'm feigning, feel your life say truths in captivity
Touch my heart, with your shrouded glance near the river of sorrows
People say they don't know me, they don't know what is hiding
Is this love fleeing thy will
What is this death on the valley of souls burning bright, that flows in the ground

Or shining like cars circling the buses following the swirling record stores
The pin marks the head in silence