raised my rifle
swung for stars
stole some falcon's wings
yeah
my city wears a rusty heart
but my oh my
it's beating still
age-old tales i whisper slowly
once were colored juvenile
youth
lay down your axe and hold me
i'll confess my wicked smile
afraid of being terrified
fall like feathers
rest like stones
i adore you none
for i am not some kingless throne
i am not a coward's son
dare i chance it
dare i gamble?
shiver now
my fractious skin
fortune-free and empty-handed
i say a riskless life ain't worth a thing
useless as a wedding ring
i will claim my history
and i will lose my battles not
and i'll take what is meant for me
beneath each wild onslaught
i will live with what i've got