all the dreams I had
they pass before my eye's
a moment together is what we had
it was here then it was gone
an like a weary traveler
I'm tired of just passing through
with a face of clay fired in the kiln's
of damnation and a heart turned to stone
I'm left feeling as cold as the chains that bind me
seems I've been weathering a eternal storm
forever
heaven isn't always what it seems to be
when you're standing face to face with the devil
I was searching to find the truth in love
but don't look to me for any answers
I can't tell you the hidden meanings of the fools
and prophets from the past
I can only teach you about the broken hearted
I was just the jester who once tried to be king
~ D Donner ~