The thoughts in my mind of the edge that divides
The thoughts in my dreams of the distance between two sides
I'm not the enemy but some think I've tried
I'm just a casualty of living inside another's lies
Inside another's lies
Pour me a drink of vodka or gin
Come be my tonic and wipe off my grin
Take me to new heights along the freedom track
Cultural independence will bring it all back
A pre empted attack
We'll keep this under wraps
The thoughts in my mind of the morning fresh and pure
The dismal afternoon is in the shadows that make me sure
I'm living a reality but lost all my pride
I'm just a casualty of living inside another's lies
Inside another's lies
I've been through this a thousand times
I have seen this all before
I can't live like that anymore
Pour me a drink of whiskey or gin
Come be my tonic and erase all my sins
Take me to new heights along the freedom track
Cultural independence will bring it all back
A pre empted attack
We'll keep this under wraps
©12/02/05: Bruce Clifford