Folk Singer

caught the last train to martyrdom him around 2 am

nothing really left to say

I knew it would turn out this way

they're gonna hang me high

silhouetted against the sky

lost swinging in the wind

I pray that she will come and

carry me away to somewhere safe, somewhere safe



the kid is broken

they knocked him down

they took him apart but they're not sure what they found

got the hands of a thief and the heart of a lion

he's going down swinging cause they knew they couldn't buy him

you got me cornered but I don't care

I'll take you all on, all on

going out fast and on my feet

but don't count too many yet cause I ain't gone

gonna let them hear you scream

one more time this simple dream

for you will not be forgotten

and this will, this will not be forgotten



caught the last train to martyrdom around 2 am

nothing really left to say

I knew it would work out this way

you might walk with dominance but you don't control me

I'd rather take myself than let you bury me

you can say it loud and if you mean it

you can, you can say it twice

talking counter revolutions but maybe for once

you could take some of your own advice

these days are numbered since nothing lasts for very long

it doesn't matter what you believe in

if you think that everyone else is wrong

stop and think about it

what do you have to show

for all the years you've sat around hoping that you would get the chance to know

whether someone thought you were worth something



well someone thought you were worth something

but he doesn't anymore



the king is broken they knocked him down

they took him apart but they're not sure what they found

go