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So after all these one night stands
You've ended up with heart in hand
A child alone
On your own
Retreating
Regretful for the things you're not
And all dreams you haven't got
Without a home
A heart of stone
Lies bleeding
And for all the roads you followed
And for all you did not find
And for all the things you had to leave behind
Your childhood eyes were so intense
While bartering your innocence
For bits of string
Grown-up wings
You needed
But when you had to add them up
You found that they were not enough
To get you in
Pay for sins repeated
And for all the years you borrowed
And for all the tears you cried
And for all the fears you had to keep inside
I never wanted to know
Never wanted to see
I wasted my time
Till time wasted me
Never wanted to go
Always wanted to stay
'Cause the persons I am
Are the parts that I play
So I plot and I plan
Hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night
Filled with unfinished dreams
And I'm holding on tight
To a world gone astray
As they charge me for years
I can't pay
(Excerpts from Beieve -- Savatage. Paul O'Neill February 23, 1956 – April 5, 2017)
You've ended up with heart in hand
A child alone
On your own
Retreating
Regretful for the things you're not
And all dreams you haven't got
Without a home
A heart of stone
Lies bleeding
And for all the roads you followed
And for all you did not find
And for all the things you had to leave behind
Your childhood eyes were so intense
While bartering your innocence
For bits of string
Grown-up wings
You needed
But when you had to add them up
You found that they were not enough
To get you in
Pay for sins repeated
And for all the years you borrowed
And for all the tears you cried
And for all the fears you had to keep inside
I never wanted to know
Never wanted to see
I wasted my time
Till time wasted me
Never wanted to go
Always wanted to stay
'Cause the persons I am
Are the parts that I play
So I plot and I plan
Hope and I scheme
To the lure of a night
Filled with unfinished dreams
And I'm holding on tight
To a world gone astray
As they charge me for years
I can't pay
(Excerpts from Beieve -- Savatage. Paul O'Neill February 23, 1956 – April 5, 2017)