Day 85: Hang your head

There`s no sleep inside

Their dreams are broke and inspired

All the times you try to

Scream

 

Houses dark indoors

And blinds are pulled and closed

Everything that needed

Change

 

And there`s nothing wise

Or twice as good as nice

You save it all inside while you

 

Hang your head

Hang your head

 

Underneath it all

Your smile your smile your smile is flawed

And the songs you sing are only

Spoken

 

The promise of this child

You crossed your palms with silver crowns and the

People swore he's only

Choken

 

There`s no promises

No light is ever shed

Between the living and dead

 

Hang your head

Hang your head

 

There`s no promises

No light is ever shed

Between the living and dead

 

~Deacon Blues and Ricky Ross

Done