Part II: The Purple Heart

I’m back with a bang Or is it a vengeance Whatever keeps me around And increases my chances Cuz I’ve been long on words And I’ve been short on time I’ve been around here once before I’ve been lucky all my life A fear of losing shadow Love kept in name And held in title Recede into the night And hold position Like a soldier serving His or her country Because he or she Has a sense of duty That he or she had instilled When they were young And still so weak This isn’t about an army This isn’t about what you probably think I hate when I try to be too clever And be too cute Even though that’s me If I had to guess what the song is trying to say I’d have to stop and listen I’m not ready to hear But I’m not afraid I just wanted to make you something There is not a sense of danger I haven’t felt and thought “yeah, but not for me” And I keep on thinking This evening Cost me dearly And I keep Coming back Because I never burn alive It’s a blessing and a curse It’s a birth and a hearse It’s the space between The zero and first It’s a blessing and a curse It’s a birth and a hearse It’s the space between The drink and the thirst It’s a blessing and a curse To receive what you deserve It’s a joy and a bore And it feels like a chore