Of course,
Of course we misunderstood
That somethings bad
Are someone's good.
I was standing in the open,
Feeling spirits broken,
Fearing the unspoken.
I should run for cover now.
These times are surely falling,
My shades are halfway down,
The locks are frozen,
My hands are cold,
There's a fire inside and it's taking hold.
Soon the terms were meted,
The losers greeted
Like old comrades in arms.
It started up again;
Begins as it began,
And I'm standing in the open,
I'm mad for cover again.
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 3:58 PM UTC
Of course,
Of course we misunderstood
That somethings bad
Are someone's good.
I was standing in the open,
Feeling spirits broken,
Fearing the unspoken.
I should run for cover now.
These times are surely falling,
My shades are halfway down,
The locks are frozen,
My hands are cold,
There's a fire inside and it's taking hold.
Soon the terms were meted,
The losers greeted
Like old comrades in arms.
It started up again;
Begins as it began,
And I'm standing in the open,
I'm mad for cover again.
