A childhood enchanted
Precious naivete
But those bonds were broken
Though unknown to me

How I need an angel
To break the spell
That fell on my family
The day the statue fell

“Things aren’t as they seem
But please don’t tell”
So I kept living
In my private hell

They just can’t seem to deal
Our hollow monument fell
So they keep living
in their private hell

This tired tragedy limps
To a certain bitter end
Every hope vanquished
My heart grief has rent

All that was light is darkened
All that was straight is bent
Cry for every heart broken
Weep for every prayer sent

“Things aren’t as they seem
But please don’t tell”
So I kept living
In my private hell

They just can’t seem to deal
Our hollow monument fell
So they keep living
in their private hell

Copyright 2005 Brian Rants. All Rights Reserved.