The noose

I've tried writing this letter now Several times before When the party's over and the liquor is no more I tell you now that living has become somewhat a chore And following their rules is such a God...

The Noose Watching the moon, hanging from your doom I'd like to know, where did you go? You're head's in a noose, hanging from a truce Made so long ago, that you'll never know You're feelings are...

So glad to see you well Overcome and completely silent now With heaven's help You've cast your demons out And not to pull your halo down Around your neck and tug you off your cloud But I'm more than...