Title track off the album "No Profusions of Silk or Silver" by Tony Saxon
Lyrics:
There are no profusions of silk or silver
in a precious world of gold.
We live with complication as dreams of grandeur,
with no attempts to break the mold.
And as i have been told, progression can be cold.
So now I sit inside the veil of darkness
telling these stories to myself.
As i try to hide from my own reflection.
He's saying "This man is someone else".
Must live against thyself.
Sometimes these days are too short
To leave you wanting more
So count the blessings beneath your imperfections
Make amends to the past, to live above the glass
As if leaving this life would make it any better.
I fear I've spent too much time inside this prison of skin
and my silhouette follows close
to mock the attempts of my consuming preparation and
fall into conflict close, where grievance says the most
and I kiss desire's ghost.
I may or may not come home tonight.
This is all I have.
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