Ted Steger

If i were to leave today,
And bleed into the 'morrow,
Would you follow me?
To wonder the mysterious halls,
...

When you've grown numb to life's daily grind,
And you're quickly losing your sense of time,
Stuck stalking the elusive find,
That slowly starts to engulf your mind,
...

I live to give faith to the faithless,
To stir hope in the hopeless,
To be the breath that leaves them breathless,
...

Give me golden dreams to dream,
Eyes to see what is unseen,
Ears to hear the pounding beat,
Of the far off city streets.
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I'll miss these days,
Strung out further than highways,
With passioned hearts not soon to fade,
Always to dance beneath the summer shade.
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No words need be spoke,
To understand,
The feel of your face, Burning,
Distant. Wandering.
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I'm tired,
So goddamn tired,
I need my rest, my eight hours,
I need to escape from these false smiling faces,
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I find there is as much beauty,
In a dirty dreary prisonyard,
As there is in the richest palaces of Rome,
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Be careful...

The longer you stare at the stars,
Or an old photograph,
...