Hold my head down in the water,
Do not let me catch my breath.
You stick my fingers onto the controls,
You line my pockets and cut out holes.
You give me freedom that isn't free,
You make me sweat for necessities.
Pull my limp body from the water,
It's so lonely inside my head.
You want me gone but you ask me to stay,
You give me help and you take it away.
You want to regulate my brain,
You'd scratch my back if you'd something to gain
All the things that we need,
Have been consumed by power and greed.
How can this world be so beautiful,
And yet so fucking cruel?
Damage done, and damage erased,
Ignorance is bliss.
Insolence and a world debased,
And the slaughter, never ends.
An album of songs created with a late friend of mine, released in his memory. All proceeds with be donated to CRY (Cardiac Risk in the Young) Joe Bailey
Well played and produced prog rock, presented by a musician passionate about his craft. And who wouldn’t love those Rush influences. Just great music. mjbb61