Left Behind

Gathering At The Other Side Of Town With Hearts In Hand And Hate In Mind Beliefs Will Often Misconstrue And Lead Only To What’s Left Behind No Room For Growth In Destruction When Each Word Could Be Your Last Where Can You Really Consort When Your Cause Has Come And Past? With Each Day Comes The Passer By Into The Reaches Of Their Heart With Each Sunset They Do Remind That Their Arms Will Never Part Dreams Come At A Price And The Claim Remains Unpaid Can Suicide Be A Sacrifice When The Hope Is Human Made? Ode To The Establishment For Your Arms Do Still Drape Covering The Eyes Of Innocence From Your Unrelenting Hate Gathering At The Other Side Of Town With Hearts In Hand And Hate In Mind Beliefs Will Often Misconstrue And Lead Only To What’s Left Behind