Diary Of A Hollow Horse

All this time

All this changing of mind

Foolish pride and bitter denial

Way of the world, of me, and my kind

Far from grace and weak by design

And when we meet again

I will run into your arms

And when we meet again

I will fall to my knees

And rise to your needs

Beauty enslaved

Slave to the veil

Drawn to the flame

Of bitter betrayal

Way of the world, of me, and my kind

Far from grace and weak by design

Say goodbye

Say my goodbyes and go

People and property

All that I know

Way of the world, of me, and my kind

Far from grace and weak by design

Ain't that the way of the world?