Flew by my eyes
Born on a midsummer’s day
No rain, no wind but you cried for better, for worse
You rose, you lived, you died, you learned from the ignorant man of the house
Shame you couldn’t walk there was no one in there for you
A fool is in charge
Disaster is coming
The cold, the heat and suffering doesn’t compare
The fear not knowing what you did or imagine wherever you are
No you couldn’t talk, there was no one in there for you
Take no prize for what you did today
All for no cause or glory
Feel no shame
You couldn’t do nothing.
Neither for you nor for her
Some people say
We can’t all be lucky
I know I am so I’ll thank whoever I can.
We never met but I cannot forget what I heard from the man of the house
“A few for all will die for a cause”.