Category Archives: Beggars Would Ride

Signing Off

it’s not safe here in this room
so I’ll turn the struggle inward
if I can still the rushing tides
then I can hone a fearless mind
and maybe I won’t sign off tonight

in the darkness I can see
from the top of the room
strike my eyes they’re not my windows
seeing only woe

breathing in I seek control
breathing out I let it go
and maybe I won’t sign off tonight

maybe I won’t sign off tonight

Queen Frostine

You didn’t see her coming
ever so slightly as she crept on in
Did I lie?
That was Queen Frostine
and her palace of broken dreams

Gleaming on a virtue
Did anybody pay a price but me? Did I lie?
That was Queen Frostine
in her palace of broken dreams

Everybody gather
here’s a place where we can live and die
year after year
there’s a prince of the after hours scene
in love with Queen Frostine

As bright as a star we all can see you
a scream for help no one can hear
you hopeless wretch
That’s why we love you
Of all the flags to carry
why the sadness of man?

You didn’t see her coming
once your guest she’s now your master here
the walls here will choke you
in a place on a street by itself
if you stop playing
we must play forevermore

we’re all destined to fall
we never built a wall
why do you choose this way?
you could have anything at all

Faithless Aloysius

We brought it out
and put it up against the light
to see what it was made of
now we can’t go back

Faithless Aloysius
the eve is growing nigh
don’t miss your curtain call
upon the western sky
there on the seaboard
there’s a chance you will ignite
menageries of truth
with a soiled reprise

I know it can’t be long
it must be coming soon
I want to know what makes you cry
I want to know what’s true

I know you can’t be strong
adulterated proof
I want to know why you still hide
while choirs have gone mute

My shadow grows in spite of me
dreams travel even when I disappear
My shadow grows in spite of me
take the burden when I can’t go on

While Falling Apart

The perfect plan came all together
The brids sang songs until their deaths
But the broken man thought ugly things
While falling apart
With all he needs to brave the weather
With broken wing and broken feathers
Know the only thing that can bring him is himself

Tonight
I cast the die alone
Tonight
I put it off for you
Tonight
the chamber remains empty
Tonight
I’ll turn and fight it through

The perfect plan came all together
The brids sang songs until their deaths
But the broken man thought ugly things
While falling apart
With all he needs to brave the weather
With broken wing and broken feathers
Know the only thing that can bring him is himself

Tonight
Decisions are all final
Tonight
I will give up no more
Tonight
Alea iacta est
Tonight…