Peddler
Just a peddler of snake oils and bogus magic potions
No real feeling, you�re just going through the motions
Your words rehearsed and practiced to deceive
And for a time, your goal successfully achieved
Lies, how they hurt, how they damage the soul
Everyone involved must pay a heavy toll
I came to the show drawn in by a magician
The truth be told, I gave my permission
Applause applause, you were a great success
Now where do we go, how do we clean up the mess ?
Copyright Willow Riverwoods 2006 (LKM)