Desperate Persicution of the mind from deep inside
Laugh too much with false intent because the Devil lied
Cast the tears off of your cheek. It's not my fault your numb
A castle build of gold and gems. Apartment in the slums
Hate the world for it's neglect, but love the ones who tried
From the barge's mighty deck we watched as mermaids cried
The sun rides high from day to day, but how long can it last
The waxing, waning, full and gone leaves us in the past
And so Iwait so desperatly for she who'll take whats there
A heart that beats so rapidly. A heart of loving care
Chris Townsend
June 14th1999
