Damocles

Packing a suitcase for a place
Feeling he oughta pick up the pace
A hanging sword in an empty room
Heaven knows it's coming soon

"Too many places I've got to be
Too many faces waiting for me"

One more night of being alone
When the morning comes he's going home

Tired of waiting on better days
He made up his mind he's gonna make a change
Feeling alone in crowded zones
Speaking a language that nobody knows

"I'm dreading the thought of someone cutting the thread
But why do I feel like it's all in my head?"

Drove all night to catch that plane
Made it out alive never looked back again



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Moran
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