Hangman

I've held onto something all of my life

A lead pencil and an old cracked guitar

I'm trapped in the hours of dread and desire

As boots pound the floor dragging the wire

Hangman please lift my veil

So I can see the dead sky

And feel the hands of time

Slip across my face

The world is a jester a dancing show

That bears down your mind in the heart of your soul

To glance at this tree that I used to climb

No longer a kid no longer the time

Hangman please lift my veil

So I can see the dead sky

And feel the hands of time

Slip across my face

Hangman please lift my veil

So I can see the dead sky

And feel the hands of time

Slip across my face

Slip across my face

Hangman please lift my veil

Hangman please lift my veil

Hangman please lift my veil

So I can see the dead sky

And feel the hands of time

Slip across my face