| The Abandoned Man
Welcome to the abandoned man A lonely mind, when the time's at hand No way to see what the future brings No way to tell what the present means He crawls around on his hands and knees With nothing left but this dark decease No morning sun when the skies are grey There's nothing left you can do or say The time has come for his judgement day What he's become is fallen prey... Copyright �2004 George Alan Laws |
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