I saw your rope and held out a hope
that you'd try and lasso me.
I bore the thought if you pulled me taught
I'd never want setting free.
The heat haze of history
can't distort or dissolve
the falcons above.
They're memories of what I once was.
The memories of what I once was.
You showed me off like a trophy shot
with a forty four caliber kiss.
And now every drink you buy holds the stink
of the wasted youth that I miss.
The sandstorms of time
can't bury or blind
the falcons above.
They're memories of what I once was.
The memories of what I once was.
Am I better or am I worse?
Is freedom blessed or is it a curse?.
Each turn breeds guilt.
Decisions made
and blood is spilt.
It's kill or be killed.
The heat haze of history
can't distort or dissolve
the falcons above.
They're memories of what I once was.
The memories of what I once was.
compositores: Drew Richards
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