We walked the streets where we were raised
Our heads held high with words of praise
For trivial deeds and simple songs we'd played
We had a laugh and said we got it made…hey
We're livin
Remember that gal down in New Orleans?
She played us both like cheap tambourines
We had some words but soon learned our mistake
'Cause there was not a soul could ever break
The brother's bond between us
And then one lazy late spring day
I heard the evening newsman say
An evil scheme had taken you away
The words cut through me like a blade
I got down on my knees and prayed
The world was cloaked in darkness and decay
T'was you that brought it home to me
The music biz with a capital B
The elite deceit is hypocrisy
What's done to you is done to me
So I found another road to choose
But when you left, took many years to lose
My shame and hatred for the human race
And you see it all but from a better place
And I'm just livin
I watch the evening stars grow dim
I feel a certain peace within
No longer can I animate the crime
You're a part of me and that special place in time
We were given
So for everyone who came around
And helped us up when we were down
Walked us through their part of town
And led us to their hallowed ground
For those of us still homeward bound
And those who still can hear that sound
We're livin
credits
from Pet Wounds,
released September 13, 2013
Written by:
Mickey Lee Soule, Dave Salce
Mickey Lee Soule- Vocals, Piano, Keyboard Stuff
Dave Salce- Drums
Tina Lama- Double Bass
Mark W. Ryan- Guitar