Static

Like a weathered statue

I will wait for you

like the darkness fading

waiting to see it through

like an ardent cry

wakes me from the silence of my sleep

like a distant bell

like a man who fights the system

fights to keep

if you have to ask the price you can't afford it

there's nothing free in this world

there's nothing free in this life

like a super hero

I'll try to save the world

with an anesthetic

to life a thousand fingers

like a man accused

I'll weigh the consequence

like a man afraid

of the madness just beyond the picket fence