so many eyes set on the path to glory too many ties friendship is for the lonely can’t still my heart my tongue has tasted folly thirsty for art hungry for power and money
then there is young man running with style tells me the truth but he’s wrought with denial and old man living with pride tells me i’m wrong but i’m doing it right and there is poor man just getting by tells me to live at the edge of a knife and rich man living inside only his wealth at the end of his life
too many nights sleepless in desperation pursuit of god pursuit of vindication i’d kill for love i’d kill for greater glory i’d fight the world i’d live to tell the story
then there is young man running with style tells me the truth but he’s wrought with denial and old man living with pride tells me i’m wrong but i’m doing it right and there is poor man just getting by tells me to live at the edge of a knife and rich man living inside only his wealth at the end of his life