Gallantry's Favorite Son

For some it seems a mistake For me it's a way of life To resign to the wait For something to shed a light For the path to be clear And common sense to replace the fear For the tables to turn To be gallantry's favorite son So you go 'bout your day I'm

On the way down I can't help remembering A taste in his mouth My sweet reassuring As trust turns to dust Guess I'll be ignoring you now He's on the way out All love sick hypodermics All his needling My needing of an addict Show me some peace I'll sho

I've made a hole I put you in And for a time It looked like I'd win But that holes a home There's no change in time And I'm the tomb As when you were mine And now what we've made Will Fray and fade But I'll always Hear it cry Let it decay away With t

Love will you bloom Or are we doomed Chaperoned by the dead There's a heart string It spans ocean Made of delicate thread Love let me swoon Let us bloom Little boat do you care That I'm sinking Predicting The end is not fair All alone in the night I