The Crying Man

 
O life..you dealt me dark cards
A great sadness, a king of teardrop bards
Don't you see that I can cry
Please don't ask, you know why
Abandoned on this deck of wanton misfits
Standing high on desolation's highest cliff

If I cried out loud could you hear the pain
Teardrops of blood fall down on hearts of rain
Hark tis me the king of tears
Standing by in sadness is the knight of fear
I cry....

I met my soul on a lonely road to hell
I played the strings of a broken wedding bell
I stand in a ring of teardrops screaming like a damaged bird
I am fragile , my bones may break for I am delicate on a word
The city streets are a mass with people, yet here to I am alone
Drumming fingers, wait impatiently, someone call me on the phone

O ache of ages caress me in exquisite pure agony
Let the teardrops gather and cleanse sad memory
For I the King of Tears call
NoOne lives in my castle ..I am alone..huge vacant hall

Why does happiness taunt me with its fleeting glances
And smiles seduce me with their many lost romances
I watch the funny faces laugh and scoff the image me
They all ask 'How are you?' kindly smiling ..shit let me be
The happiness freaks now go to the ball of fake enjoy
Shadows dance around the room, so ridged, so coy

O now I have to withstand the crap of them
I rather sleep forever on the Isle of REM
For I am the King of Tears
So cry your eyes out and become real..
You and your friends held me back so many years



               Antipodi