The Price of Life

Another day of tortured bliss
Another day that’s gone amiss
Every dream has got its price
A price you pay to live your life
Nothing’s easy in life’s long day
And so it goes, it’s always been this way

Wraiths Life

Another day of loveless joy
Another day of sorrow
Another day of fearful dreams
That graying doom tomorrow

Fog like wraiths of yesterday
Haunt my waking dreams
Nothing makes them go away
Nor quell my silent screams

A city made of dirt and grime
A city made to fill with crime
A city made to sever time
A city dark and yet sublime

A life undone then made again
In streets of bone and sand
Where shadows creep in alleys deep
This long and lonesome land

On city streets dark and wet
We sleep in huddled doors
The lucky ones find dryer spots
And sleep on concrete floors

A chilling grasp will take some now
Whose souls were wearing thin
When morning breaks the darkened gloom
The solemn wails begin

For those whose loves are gone to them
And left them all alone
And those whose friends have passed away
A stifled cry and moan

But better off are those who’ve gone
And left those dismal streets
Better to live in far off lands
Found by one who sleeps