Paroles Poetry In Poltergeists de Garrison Frost

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Textes et Paroles de Poetry In Poltergeists



Youth is just a playground where the idealistic play
It's where I made mistakes that got me where I am today
I learned how to treat a lady there and how to make a friend
Inflicted on me wounds that even time could never mend
But I am just a traveler and a solitary man
I don't want to be a burden to you now

I'm no fine wine, I'm rotted meat and soured milk
I dreamt in burlap when I should have dreamt in silk
The hatred of the memory fuels the fire in the fight
It's all I have now in the twilight of my life
But I am just a traveler and a solitary man
I don't want to be a burden to you now

Though now I'm old I was turned blind when I was young
Was taught to stand up tall but was blinded by the sun
Now every friend I have is a ghost who's gone away
And the poetry in poltergeists is the only game I play

What could you do, what could you say?
Too hopelessly naive to see we all just wait around 'til our dying day
Hope is an expense I can't afford to pay
I look down at my watch and it's just tick, tick, ticking time 'til my dying day
So why don't you write a song and within it say
There's hope and love and peace but you're just really wasting time 'til your dying day
But this is just a song about a tired man
Who's been broken by the rhythm of the second hand
Whose life, I feel, filled with missed opportunity
That, somewhere, I was cheated of my destiny

But a friend in need is so transparent in his worth
And seeing as I've been cursed from now back 'til my day of birth
But I am just a traveler and a solitary man
I don't want to be a burden to you now

Though now I'm old I was turned blind when I was young
Was taught to stand up tall but was blinded by the sun
Now every friend I have is a ghost who's gone away
And the poetry in poltergeists is the only game I play

(Thanks to Trevor for these lyrics)

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