Notes:-

Despite multiple health problems, trouble with my internet service provider, and the continual occupier of my time that is A-level studies at college, I've still found tiny little clumps of time to sit down and write a few words. This particular song/poem has taken me nearly five months to write as a result. Bits and pieces of it do refer to myself and my own feelings, but some lines just came right out of the blue, fully formed. If you read this don't instantly think “He's suicidal!” because I'm not. Well, correction, I'm no more suicidal than the average person my age, so please don't worry too much about me

Please bear in mind that I may be a little rusty…

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My Song

What makes a song
Feel so right?
What makes a man
Want to fight?

I don't have the answers
I don't know the truth
I won't find belief 'til
I can find proof

Until I can find proof...

I'm just a child
Trapped inside a man
I've had enough of life
But I still do what I can

No one else can move me
While my world is shaking
No one else can save me
When my heart is breaking

I'm on my own
Where are you, friends?
I am alone
I can't make amends

What makes a song
Feel so right?
What makes a man
Want to fight?

I don't have the answers
I don't know the truth
I won't find belief 'til
I can find proof

Until I can find proof...

I want to die
In a blaze of glory
Don't try to stop me
This ain't your story

I want to live
A brand new life
Don't try to stop me
I don't need strife

This is my exit
Staring down a bullet
Reaching for the trigger, but
I just can't pull it

What makes a song
Feel so right?
What makes a man
Want to fight?

I don't have the answers
I don't know the truth
I won't find belief 'til
I can find proof

Until I can find proof...

Take a look at my face
What happened to my exit?
There's no price I won't pay
I just ran out of credit

What went wrong?
I sit and wonder
I still have lightning but
Have I lost my thunder?

Some day I might understand.
There's not much more to say
Why I couldn't leave this land
But I hope to find my way

What makes a song
Feel so right?
What makes a man
Want to fight?

I don't have the answers
I don't know the truth
I won't find belief 'til
I can find proof

Until I can find proof...

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© Prophet of the Phoenix, 2005