04/01/2012

Your Beautiful Prison

If I try and walk this path again
Are you going to stand in my way or be my friend
What's clouding your view
What is it with you
So you think you've written my story well
Recognised all those little tells
Why would I care what you think of me
Engine's running and there's still a seat free
Of the weight of those bars of gold
A beautiful prison how easily you sold
Your smile
Lets ride out into the storm
One last universe before dawn
Engine's running and there's still a seat free
Don't you recognise me
What's clouding your view
What is it with you
If I try and walk this path again
Are you going to stand in my way or be my friend