With Ball and Chain

As the sun begins to fade

theres a lonely heart beating

driving down some lonesome highway

but the tears, they never show

just a smile, while the pain grows

hoping theres happiness a few miles away

hours come and they'll pass on

just like some old sad sad song

it takes a piece of you as it goes

and so another day is here

the Reaper's time is drawing near

and misery will no longer taunt this soul

but the memories remain

held on earth with ball and chain

cursed to live through it all again

and like the soul, it too will try

to reach its home up in the sky

but for the memories, the sorrow never ends

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