dusk arising

in a place he wants to be

 

 

he wears a face
you\'ll never see
he keeps it hidden
deep on the inside

he\'s in a place
he wants to be
never welcoming
morning sunlight

         lost on the feet
         they took to war
         they took away
         what was it for

         he plays a game
         to never win
         but walks away
         not what he\'s here for

beneath the hat
a soldiers scar
you\'ll never see
his spirit died for

\'cross the street
jack of spades
cries out the name
he lost his pride for

         he plays again
         and never wins
         just walked away
         is what he\'s here for

if you should meet
on dirty street
don\'t turn away
you\'re who he fought for