Moon Shine
Defeater - Travels
"If you're always running
you ain't no kind of man. face up your fears kid
fight for what you take stock in. out here on rolling hills
there ain't no alibis. only sweat and dirt
only that open sky. if you take nothing more than these simple words
with your head held high kid
you will have your day. you can leave hardened
i won't think twice of it. if you got a battle back home
you got no reason to stay."
Out there on rolling hills
he thought of days back home. all the pain and hurt
his mother praying alone. sleep never came for him
no rest for wicked men. in those starless skies
the moon shined shame on him. he found redemption in pale saints that took him in. his grey eyes
that only youth can feel before life sours them.
where you been?" the boy would ask. he could never answer
it was the truth he lacked. "i'm from nowhere kid
i've been to hell and back. i'm a loner kid
i got no grace and no tact." he had nothing more than those simple words. he was a runner and a coward always losing his way. still no sleep for him.
"I ain't no wicked man." there would be no night like this for him ever again. he would change his fate
he would mend the breaks. he left that night with parting words to lead his way.
And so that moonlit sky shined praise down on him.