Pathos

You've seen a lot of things
For which I'd give my eyes
My ears are sick to death with talk
I'm loathed to analyse
The ins and outs and the shortfalls
Of my latest testament
That was then and this is now
And someone has to pay the rent

"Have you a match" he asked
"that I might set a light
These manuscripts and canvases
They document my life"
Do you remember laughter? Well
I wish I could somehow forget
Hold on whilst the flames consume
Another hapless victim left to die

Pathos, you brought the storm
So you must hear out
This weary stoned protagonist
Know's not what it's about
Cause it was not so out of mind
That I should breathe fresh air again
Harder to judge, even define
The ship that wrecked far greater men than I



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Writer(s): Benjamin Woods
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