Silverstein. Shipwreck in the Sand. The Tide Raises Every Ship. Zeneszám

hey, i've lost everything,
now i've gotta find a way out,
hey, they keep asking me,
where i was when it was burning,

there's no trying to explain,
they'll lock me up again,
throw away the key,
the protagonist became,
the villain they disdain,
in every way,

hey, i've lost everything,
but i'm gonna find a way out,
hey, nothing's left for me,
except malady and hatred,

no evidence was found,
they'll let me go for now,
at least 'til tomorrow,

hey, when tomorrow brings the morning sun again,
i'll be long gone,
now, as i travel away and leave the past behind,
i think i'm dying,


it's so profanic,
i hate you so much, but i still miss you,
karma is hard to take,
when everything you do and say is awful,
remorse is hard to fake,
when you only feel sorry for yourself,

i'm coughing up more blood,
it's filling up my lungs,
it's killing me,

hey, when tomorrow brings the morning sun again,
i'll be long gone,
dead, lying all alone on this motel room floor,
i know i'm dying, (i know i'm dying,)

hey, well i've lost everything,
now, i've succumb to grace,
hey, well it's not that suprising,
i'm here on roses everyday.