Exile

Howards Alias

Believe it, you went and threw it all away, 
I gave my life, not an inch. 
Exile, only made worse by the 
Tiresome hours wasted away inside this cage. 

Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters, 
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way 
Into my thoughts. 
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts. 

Social well-being is a state-of-mind, 
It seems, vagrancy is all I have. 
Exile, only made worse by the 
Tiresome hours wasted away inside this cage. 

Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters, 
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way 
Into my thoughts. 
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts. 

Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters, 
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way 
Into my thoughts. 
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts.