“Where the Century Is”

Lyrics

I was wrong
I have seen beauty bare
But it cost me my captain,
My country, my everywhere
I have stolen days
When I had plenty days of my own

I was jealous and crazy
I was chasing these days into nights
I was a poet and we all say
Poets ain't quite right
I stole your pretty flower
When I had pretty flowers of my own

Everything we planted is
Choking the light of the sun
If this is where the century is
You can send me back to the last one

I was heedless and willful
I saw the end from the beginning
You were beautiful and damned
And hardly any good at sinning
I told you when I met you
I'd only borrow your heart

Everything we planted is
Choking the light of the sun
If this is where the century is
You can send me back to the last one

Copyright © 2010 Karl Ward