Gentleman

He grew up a gentleman
But knew it wouldn't last
Grew his hair to his ankles, stopped shaving his face
Not looking to the future or the past

Read up on machinery
Break it down to build it back
Road it coast to coast, the women and the toasts
But he knew it wouldn't last

Cause there were angels and there were lovers
A fire breather in a parking lot
Giving him tricks of the trade
For every soul that he saved
Was another story to write about

Well what was he running from?
A figment of his mind?
The passion it grew for all the knowledge and truth
All those mindsets he'd left behind

Like all those angels and the demons
The characters you meet along the way
And no matter the journey all the fame and the glory
Is always ten steps away...

Away...

To grow he had to leave
Another town, another state, but the same city
On a quest to become exactly what he'd been running from



Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Grayson Bancroft
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