What a fool, what a laugh

Pulled an unripe ever-after

A bromide upon a disaster

Less the pool, more the rapids

Wreck of nerves for the bastard

I thought that this might happen

In the want of the wake

Oh for mercy’s sake

I can’t understand it

Dug my hands in the ground

Kept my head out the clouds

But my mind just kept on rambling

So I turned to my youth

For a beacon of truth

And I got back an answer

I saw hands skimming lilly pads

So if I got nothing else

Then I got that

And that’s enough

To trudge

Yeah that’s enough

To trudge

Wide-eyed, braced and meek

For somе faceless, dreamt keepеr

I don’t want to run things

I just want to run

Naked, wild, fast and free

Where my name is my deeds

Spit the tattered false gods from my teeth

In the want of the wake

Oh for mercy’s sake

I’m just meant to bear it

Over ten years now

Since I heard that sound

Run on whiskey, grit, ink and daring

Though the thorns sting their wrath

And the coals burn my path

I still sing with abandon

Cause I saw hands skimming lilly pads

So if I got nothing else

Then I got that

And that’s enough

To trudge

Yeah that’s enough

To trudge

Looked them right in the eyes

With spit shine and I lied

But the bigger crime is I believed it

Don’t know

I swear, there’s a man in there

Half watched with a wince

And a hand on his brow

I haunt all the dilettantes

He’s the ghost whisper to get out

Can’t call him a bastard

When I’m a liar

And I’m a liar when I build

Upon ground I give

Can’t begin to explain

The cost of bearing this name

It’s more than I prepared for

Over two years now

Since I wrote this down

Laugh with blood and goddamn abandon

And that’s enough

That’s enough

To trudge

Yeah that’s enough

To trudge