I followed you down that one track road
Forged by loyal soldiers I was told
The years I spent just to face the flogger's wall
It's a wonder I got back at all
Don't come round my hole
With your pipe of gold
And your song of fantasy
I got turned around
I can't hear the sound of your sleepy melody
He was there to beat his drum for you
When you played there was no other tune
I saw you make him a brother's pact
Knowing it to be a swindler's act
Don't come round my hole
With your pipe of gold
And your song of fantasy
I got turned around
I can't hear the sound of your sleepy melody
We were captive
We were mesmerized
Abandoned we discovered your disguise
We fought the beast that had us terrified
Did you even notice we survived?
Don't come round my hole
With your pipe of gold
And your song of fantasy
I got turned around
I can't hear the sound of your sleepy melody
credits
from Pet Wounds,
released September 13, 2013
Written by:
Mickey Lee Soule
Mickey Lee Soule- Vocals, Piano, Keyboard Stuff
Dave Salce- Drums
Marc W. Ryan - Guitar