I was born in a desert
A long time ago
Where my family went to
I just don’t know
But all roads I’ve taken
Have led me to this
I have bled in your garden
Betrayed by a kiss
I made a name for myself
I cut it in stone
But all it ever did
Was leave me alone
You envied my affliction
Grew jealous of my pain
Where you saw glory
I just see an old soldier in the rain
(C) Frank Howson


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