free to be

Four years too late
From the palm of my hand I wave goodbye
Driving forward with the force of a thousand lies
You were more than I asked for
To ask you back
I cannot afford

Run down riches
Your old money’s still in vogue
In this makeshift society
The charlatans and ramble on rogues
Ready for what’s happening
Keepers of the kingdom
What are you doing to me?

Satellites with their ears turned skywards
Marching onward
They listen for the signals
Towards the dawn
We’re all soldiers
Getting older
In this war never to be won
A blanket of color draped across
This world gone cold
Into the told unknown
We all think we know
Everyone thinks they know
I told you so

If we don’t strike it right the first time
On the matchbook of your life
Live for the moment
Live for eternity
Free to be

Free to be
We were born of the weak
Free to be
Not to destroy those you seek

(c) 2009 by Matt Bonham