Full moon beams
Illuminate the battered seams
In this otherwise perfect
Sea of dreams
A place where I am
Exposed as a drunken sham
As the moonlight sonata
Fills the airs empty bottle with a dram
A tragic fool
I must be a tool
For this grand orchestra
Oh how fate can be cruel
No one to blame
Except my want for fame
And here after the show
The winds shakes my weary frame
So as the lights go dark
And hades dogs bark
I have but one regret
That I never put a bullet
In my heart
Apr 11, 2017
Apr 11, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
Full moon beams
Illuminate the battered seams
In this otherwise perfect
Sea of dreams
A place where I am
Exposed as a drunken sham
As the moonlight sonata
Fills the airs empty bottle with a dram
A tragic fool
I must be a tool
For this grand orchestra
Oh how fate can be cruel
No one to blame
Except my want for fame
And here after the show
The winds shakes my weary frame
So as the lights go dark
And hades dogs bark
I have but one regret
That I never put a bullet
In my heart
