In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Thursday, October 13, 2016
when anything's too much to hope for
there is no bright side to look at
there's only the cold hard truth
dark as a drive on a midnight back road
cruel as the ending of youth
I have no idea how I got here
no accounting for all of my sins
when anything's too much to hope for
that's when the ending begins
I once had the dreams of a farmboy
bright lights and big city fame
manhattan was my true playground
Broadway was my Christian name
but all of my hopes burned to ashes
when the needle hit my skin
when anything's too much to hope for
that's when the ending begins
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