How is it that enemies can begin as friends?
That there are sidewalks with no end?
Lessons can be learned or lost,
Warm or cold, like summer sun and winter frost.
Happiness can be seized from the soul,
From the powerful ones who have control.
But who is to blame for their power?
Their once temperament touch turning sour?
Why there is no one to blame for the light they seize,
No one to blame, except for me.
Hateful heart, full of scorn,
Rubbing off on those who mourn.
Happiness gone, smiles fleeting,
Nothing but a heart that’s beating.
Pain, suffering, passing it on,
Who would’ve thought friendship could be so wrong?
Nothing left for me to do,
There’s time to save me but no time for you.
You’ve committed your crimes, you’ve sinned all your sins,
You have shattered my pride, you have shattered my crown.
Though your hate may be strong and your words like a knife,
Be angry at me, sure, I don’t care. This light in me will go nowhere.
So take your spite and move along,
Go someplace else to sing your hateful song.