Rusty Sparks

The day I died
I woke with a start
Not knowing who I was
Or how I came to be
Lying on a lonely slab-a chunk of meat

Cold and alone
I refused your service
I mustn’t give in- you silver tongued beast
No mater what you say- I must stay
I’ll give you the slip
You’ll never find me on the run

I know they’ll be angry
I didn’t come
Just tell them
I had to excuse myself
and that
I’m busy on the run
-Far Away-
Eternally chasing the midnight sun

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