Lying on my side knowing of thirst is how I'll die
Chalk on my tongue
Lying on the night beneath the dunes is where I lie to block the sun
Trying to ignite some sort of passion from inside to overcome
This feeling of desertion can't be worse than never having anyone
So I'll ask one thing
Just one thing of you
Don't ever turn me loose
Even when I turn my back
A lion on his side was it the lying or his pride which brought him down?
Once the king of beasts but now they feast on the thoughts beneath his vacant crown
Trying to decide was it the lying or the pride which brought it down?
To be alone to be dethroned belive me I know all about it now
So I'll ask one thing
Just one thing of you
Dont ever turn me loose
Even when I turn my back
I never told you then that I'd be easy to love
Supposedly I'm a man but I felt like a cub
I wandered into the plains further and farther away
Not ever knowing that I'd never come back the same
As my organs gave way I swear I felt something burst
It's been thirteen days and now I'm dying of thirst
As for the birds of prey I pray that someone else will get here first
But I am not alone
I'll be alright
Just take these bones and breathe them back to life
