Lonely Few
The sign read "Where are you going, Heaven or Hell?"
Outside a town named In-Between
I swung my past onto my back
And shuffled off toward unseen
Took a short drive down a deserted path
Where trees barricade any hope of rescue
The dark did descend, settled into the night
And my last weary thought was you
Awoken by a voice, it was not like the last
Just a whisper in my ear
Gentle tones, forgotten shadows of the past
Remind me that you are not here
Another bitter end just proved your fear
And poisoned hope of binding me with you
So here I am, watching you take your place
As one of the lonely few
Knocked us down, but I picked you up
Got there early but ran outta luck
All for your life, year after year
The dust burns my face like so many lies
It strips away a fool's disguise
The end of our comfort is near
The blooming dawn, sunlight through the trees
Promises the coming day
My exhausted mind clears with the breeze
That helps me to find my way
With that sign in my mirror as I move on
To put another town, between me and you
Knowing this time, what was left behind
Was one of the lonely few
Knowing this time, what was left behind
Was one of the lonely few
Outside a town named In-Between
I swung my past onto my back
And shuffled off toward unseen
Took a short drive down a deserted path
Where trees barricade any hope of rescue
The dark did descend, settled into the night
And my last weary thought was you
Awoken by a voice, it was not like the last
Just a whisper in my ear
Gentle tones, forgotten shadows of the past
Remind me that you are not here
Another bitter end just proved your fear
And poisoned hope of binding me with you
So here I am, watching you take your place
As one of the lonely few
Knocked us down, but I picked you up
Got there early but ran outta luck
All for your life, year after year
The dust burns my face like so many lies
It strips away a fool's disguise
The end of our comfort is near
The blooming dawn, sunlight through the trees
Promises the coming day
My exhausted mind clears with the breeze
That helps me to find my way
With that sign in my mirror as I move on
To put another town, between me and you
Knowing this time, what was left behind
Was one of the lonely few
Knowing this time, what was left behind
Was one of the lonely few
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Writer(s): Peter Kitchin, Michael Rabayda
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