I fully admit it, I’m guilty as charged,
Take me to the gallows you can feed me to the sharks.
I’m the worst kind of liar, I’m the lowest of lows,
Who needs a man with a hole for a soul?
But you must understand it’s not always black and white,
The moon keeps the sky from total darkness at night.
As the clouds comes down and the mist it does rise,
There’s something on the horizon,
I can see it in your eyes.
Oh, was the grass any greener?
Or did it smell just like home?
Oh, can you see any clearer?
Or when you look in the mirror,
Do you see me?
You are a hypocrite, finally admit to it,
Shall we keep on fighting, waring or call it quits?
The race it is run, what’s done it is done,
Let’s head back to the valleys where this all began.
So, take back your pride and give me back my sword,
I’ll build you a house which just can’t be ignored.
Take back your smile and give me back my ring,
I’ll build you a thrown, fit for a queen.
Chorus
credits
from Compass And The Sand,
released May 28, 2022
Acoustic guitars, vocals: MW // Backing vocals: MW and RJH // Electric guitar: BE // Guitar solo: LC // Mandolin, Bando, Lap steel: MWorley // Bass guitar: JB // Drums and percussion: DS
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