Broken Mist

Written by John C. David

 

Verse (1)

Walked out in the open

Caught the morning mist

Crawling into the trees

Raid sirens howling through the dark 

Had deprived the people of their rights

Grit in my tired veins 

And broken glass in my brain

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Refrain

Tried to drone out a song

Thought it might cheer my drooping stage

Fists clenched in helpless fits of rage

Wedding Bless keep a chiming

Keep up the appointment

People flock their loved ones

Mourn the dead with broken hearts

Tears like showers spray, wreaths on soft earthly bed

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Bridge

Cursed the fading mist

Wreaking my indignation

With fists clenched in rage

For unleashing the nights horror

Felt a heavy throbbing

My feet kept me a dragging

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Verse (2)

Citadel crushed to the sand

People strewn on the ground

Snapped out my nightmare

Crux of the problems hang in the air

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Refrain

Grit in my tired veins 

And broken glass in my brain

Tried to drone out a song

Thought it might cheer my drooping stage

Fists clenched in helpless fits of rage

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Bridge (2)

Blamed the broken mist 

For slipping through my fingers

With fists clenched in rage

For unleashing the nights horror

Felt a heavy throbbing

My feet kept me a dragging

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Refrain

Tried to drone out a song

Thought it might cheer my drooping stage

Fists clenched in helpless fits of rage

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Bridge (3)

Begged the broken mist

To draw a curtain over the misery 

And I’ll be fading out of sight

 

©John C. David