Hangman

I've held onto something all of my life
A lead pencil and an old cracked guitar
I'm trapped in the hours of dread and desire
As boots pound the floor dragging the wire

Hangman please lift my veil
So I can see the dead sky
And feel the hands of time
Slip across my face

The world is a jester, a dancing show
That bears down your mind in the heart of your soul
To glance at this tree that I used to climb
No longer a kid, no longer the time

Hangman please lift my veil
So I can see the dead sky
And feel the hands of time
Slip across my face

Hangman please lift my veil
So I can see the dead sky
And feel the hands of time
Slip across my face
Slip across my face
Hangman please lift my veil
Hangman please lift my veil

Hangman please lift my veil
So I can see the dead sky
And feel the hands of time
Slip across my face



Credits
Writer(s): Stan Simon Kolodziejski
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