my prayer ft larry ludwick
Another tdc (the dead company) piece by Jon Bushaway. Placed here while Jon sets up a new account on this site.
The power of the spoken word or spoken image.
Lyrics
I walk in streams of blood
The crown I wear stains my rags
Your stones force tears from my eyes
I cannot save you
My prayer is for myself
My belief is not for sharing
My vision for my eyes only
My pain is felt by all
In dreams and nightmares both
In books and daily papers
From young and the dying old
I cannot save you
All will want my prayer
A scream that cries for silence
A rat that catches itself
A world confused by choice
Destiny bought and paid for
My prayer has no words
And no words have been stronger
I pity your worthless state
I piss on your crying needs
I hate your lovely ways
I cannot save you
I will hang you all out together
Watch as you swing merrily
Forcing the strength to go on
Forcing your strength to die
Dying to lead in the new world
Slaughtering dreams and ideas
You have no place in my heart
I cannot save you
Watch as the minutes slow
Confused by the drunken hour
Your fate sealed by yourselves
Your fate bought and paid for
Laugh at the starving ones
There is no oil to save them
Watch as countries war
Does America love them?
Faces slapped in anger
By my unseen hands
You will only see my image
In stone or glass and memory
Your world is cold and hateful
My heart a hateful cold
My wish to end this all
I cannot save you
The wind I blow in direction
Direction not chosen just guessed
The sun burns as it grows to an end
Snow melting as battle is lost
Don’t look for me you won’t find me
Just take a f*** ing chance
Breathe in the air so toxic
Swim in the seas of sh**
Desperation, a favourite word
Give up your will to live
Round up those that are helpless
Write their names on a list
Help them to fight for themselves
Write their names on a gravestone
I push my way through the crowd
Standing at the front I watch
His speech brings applause and hope
But who does he think he is
You line his pocket with wealth
You wear his name with pride
I cannot save you
He tells you to love one another
Inside he tells you to kill
Outside he stands unelected
Outside he stands for power
You believe in his claim of help
You believe in anything said
I kick at the grabbing hands
Trying to touch my robe
This is your life you live it
This is your life you chose it
I spit in the eyes of fools
Who try to read my prayer
Who try to understand why
Who cannot understand why
I will not save you
