June 26, 2004

  • Breaking the Chains


     


    Its 4AM and the air is thick


    With rare Florida fog


    The wind through the trees


    On this cool, crisp night


    Uneasy as the thoughts


    That I carry within


     


    The life that I’ve lived


    And the deeds I have done


    Make unsettling dreams


    In starlight reflections


    And face of the moon


    Looks on disapprovingly


     


    Regret casts a shadow


    On love I once showed


    Guilt’s ball and chain


    Draws a path in the sand


    That is jagged and tangled


    Showing choices I’ve made


     


    How long can a man walk


    Along desolate shore lines


    How long can he carry


    His past on stooped shoulders


    When the chill of the night


    Haunts the cold grip of the past


     


    Chorus


    Breaking the chains of life I’ve lived


    Carrying memories, not their load


    Casting aside this heavy burden


    I want to live and love and sing


    Shatter glass walls I’ve built around me


    Smashing whatever holds me back


     


    Screaming down a life long runway


    Trying to pull my feet from quicksand


    Spread my wings with strong desire


    Hold on, hold on, hold on, let go


    Breaking the chains tonight


    Breaking the chains to fly


     


     

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