In a dream I spent the day with you in a carriage built by blood. The clouds were singing songs of fear and loss; and they cut me down to size. And they cut me down to size. Broken wings have a home tonight. No one is listening, no one is listening. When darkness fell on the streets last night, we never expected, we never expected this. In a perfect world, I'd never know your name, and do we even know it when we die? Or will death just pass us by? Will death just pass us by? Please just pass us by. Broken wings have a home tonight. No one is listening, no one is listening. When darkness fell on the streets last night, we never expected, we never expected this. When all this pain is justified, while all the time is passing by. Now is when we clench our fists knowing we can fight through this. The hours and days are gone. The weeks and months are moving on. Can't they see that nothing's gonna stop us now? Broken wings have a home tonight. No one is listening, no one is listening. When darkness fell on the streets last night,we never expected, we never expected this.
Describe yourself in 3 words or phrases. If there are more than 3 pick the best 3.
"Why do you do like you do?"
"Wh- oh yes, you mean why do I pretend? Well it's very simple. Some folks don't- like the way I live. Now I could say the hell with 'em, I don't care if they don't like it. I do say I don't care if they don't like it, right enough- but I don't say the hell with 'em, see?"
"No sir."
"I try to give 'em a reason, you see. It helps folks if they can latch onto a reason. When I come to town, which is seldom, if I weave a little and drink out of this sack, folks can say he's in the clutches of whiskey- that's why he won't change his ways. He can't help himself, that's why he lives the way he does."
"That ain't honest, making yourself out badder'n you are already-"
"It ain't honest but it's mighty helpful to folks. Secretly, I'm not much of a drinker, but you see they could never, never understand that I live like I do because that's the way I want to live."
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