Shattered - William Fitzsimmons

Broadest road that I can travel

I am drawn by what I see

Spirit living deep inside me

Is fighting to be free

I’m a homeless man who’s trying

(And I do not have a home yet)

Find a place to lay his head

Find some comfort in this journey

(Just another taste of pleasure)

At least before I’m dead

There she is inside, waiting on another

Chance to make it right

There she waits until, her brokenness can brake her

And finally be still

And these sidewalks speak of demons

(There are demons all around me)

They are stepping on my toes

And my head just spins in circles

(I can’t even stop this movement)

Round and round it goes

And I’ve got so many pipers

(And i think I hear my song now)

Leading me right to my death

I’m a slave to my indifference

(And I’m comfortable in chains now)

I’m a corpse with borrowed breath

There she is inside, waiting on another

Chance to make it right

There she waits until, her brokenness can brake her

And finally be still