Dont follow me down
I went to a graveyard
And spoke about Jesus
For 42 years
I didn't do nothing
Just hung around
Headstones and slept
with my boots on
Walked the earth shoeless
And kissed the sun weeping
Called out for someone
But everyone was sleeping
Don’t follow me,
now,
I'm on my way down.
For 42 years
I wore other people's faces
I've killed in my dreams
And ran through a desert
There once was a man
But now it's a shadow
There used to be a mountain
But now there's a valley
I've spat at the moon and
Thrown out my cup
Been on a call to Jesus
But he just hung up
Held out both hands
And felt nothing but silence
Opened my temples
And in poured the violence
Don’t follow me,
now,
My time is over.
I've seen angels and demons
And demons are winning
Existed in prison
With kids that are broken
Tried closing some doors
But there's too many open
Seen a good child
Alone in a rainbow
Surrounded a clock
But it's arms were too heavy
Went into the gutter
And saw myself bleeding
Kissed a soul twice
But the third is still pleading
Seen all the world
But not seen within once
Don't follow me,
now,
The end is upon me.
Don’t follow me,
now,
My time is over.
Copyright © D. Anthony Regan | Year Posted 2024
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