Psychotic Waltz
Single • 1990
I remember a story of great battles won And the tale of our heroes who died by the gun While the rest looked and smiled at the freedom they've won But the weight of the chain slows the run I remember a song about flags standing high As the red blazing rockets turned dark a blue sky I remember the reason the weak shared good-byes if they could I remember a sight at the dreams that we had And the injustice they've suffered had driven them mad I remember when we had the right to be sad all the time I remember the war of the great days of old And the battle hymns they sung while they died in the cold I remember the good men they bought and they sold for a dime Let's take a look now what we've changed After all we're still so much the same After all this time Can't we make up our minds Must we all play the losing game Let's take a look now what we've changed After all we're still so much the same After all this time Can't we make up our minds Guess we'll all play the losing game
Submitted by The Void — Nov 08, 2025
There lies a dying sparrow Lying still with broken wings Till his eyes close to pass the night And part the tears He slips into a dream See him fly o like an arrow In the skies he rules as king Though he's never really left the ground Lord you should hear him sing I can fly O I can even touch the Sun Chase me to the Sun Run down his face, tears of a blind man Eyes that never seen the Sun Waiting for the light of morning to come To end this seemingly endless night Where is the light I've never seen you But I've seen your many faces In my dreams I have seen you But I must fly away again Now dim his ears to silence Never heard a church bell ring Still his eyes are closed for evermore Still the chains are on his wings Lord hear him sing I'll cease to find the point in living Only if I cease to dream
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025
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