A Place Where I Can Breathe-STAVESACRE

I only wanted such a little thing, only simplicity, And now that I am who I was taught to be, you have abandoned me. But I held so tightly to every word you said – that’s the price of the respect you’ve always demanded, And all those things I’ve gathered through the years have no value here. I need to find a place where I can breathe, Somewhere high above this empty wasteland, where the air is clear, And I need to find it while I still can. In a world like this, how can you wonder at my sadness? Now I hope for something beautiful, but I feel trapped under your waves of wreckage, And, if I cannot claw my own way through, I fear one day I will be just like you. I need to find a place where I can breathe, Somewhere high above this empty wasteland, where the air is clear, And I need to find it while I still can. In this land of vacant stars, in the backseats of desperate cars, in single-mother topless bars, we ache for something more, Your sons and your daughters are unwilling martyrs to the devils, priests, and other thieves, and their wars and rumours of war, I need a handgun and a hand grenade to protect me from those who keep me safe, And yet I remember you straight face: "Someday this will all be yours." I need to find a place where I can breathe, Somewhere high above this empty wasteland, where the air is clear, And, while I still can, I need to find a place where I can breathe, Somewhere high above this empty wasteland, where the air is clear, And I need to find it while I still can, while I still can. [[Category:Stacesacre]]

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