Spoils

Of all the toils, and all the spoils you would spread
And every speech that you would dread in front of crowds
Or in your bed late at night, rehearsing all those silly fights
Every argument a light to the candle in your head
And you are stronger than you know
Each road lined with black top’s paved with gold
If you’d just travel it
And just for once don’t mind your funds
Or how you’d like to eat just once this week or this month
Ain’t it funny how our dreams are all laid out?
But life gets in the way, so we live on day to day
I guess I’m stronger than I know
And each stage is stained with gold
Each silver microphone couldn’t say
What I want to say
What I need to say
What I’ve gotta say
All the times you were exposed, stripped bareback naked in a field of eyes
Alone but for your pen, for your friends, for your sins
I guess I’m stronger than I know
And each stage is stained with gold
Each silver microphone couldn’t say
What I want to say
What I need to say
What I’ve gotta say