Gus Brett, Birthplace, Original Song

Lost in the paradox between what's right and wrong
My yearning for silence,
And silly need to sing my songs, to y'all
When I know you don't really care
I feel this long cold road is ending

And I can't tell you it's been worth it
My futile attempt to be seen
Please take me back to my birthplace
I am so tired of being me

I'm just a little boy doing what he's told
Covered in blood, broken and cold
And all though the beauty's endless
My heart has hardly know
A moment of redemption

I've done my best to break on through the pain
Share with you some of my strength and pain
But you just don't get it, and for that I lay no blame
I'm just trying to say goodbye

Were all doing our best, were all just doing what we can
We all trying to survive, make our little stand
But cowards can not face, the destruction at hand
But I can feel it coming

That in it's self has it's own way
Of finding it's perfection of being A OK
But I'm still human and I feel the passing days
As a lost and lonesome memory

I hope you find your love, Hope you find your own release
I know my song and dance is mostly just a waste
For I am just a fractured Sliver of Grace
And I cannot hold that line

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[bretshree]

Can't care for the stuff i.e. worth only appreciation ;-) ROCK ON! GOD BLESS!