ALWAYS MORE
WRITTEN BY JEFF R HILTON
2020
THE MOON DISAPPEARED
BEHIND THE SNOW
WATCHING AS
THE SHADOWS GROW
WHITE AND GRAY
FADING INTO FROZEN MIST
THE WIND BLEW ITS ICY BREATH
A LUCKY MAN'S SHELTERED INSIDE
WITH OR WITHOUT
SURE OR IN DOUBT
SO MANY REASONS
SO MANY ROADS
ALWAYS MORE TO SEE
MORE THAN I'LL EVER KNOW
THERE EVER WAS OR WILL BE
TURN AROUND
OR SEE IT TO THE END
A SEA OF FACES
MEMORY HOLDS TO TIME
YOU SEE THEM ALL
RIGHT DOWN THE LINE
DOWN TO THE WATER
WAITING ON THE SHORE
WHEN YOU THINK
YOU'VE HAD ENOUGH
IT ALL MOVES FORWARD
THERE'S ALWAYS MORE
DANCE WITH THE DEVIL
LIE WITH A SAINT
REMEMBER WHAT IT IS
AND WHAT IT AIN'T
BY DEFINITION
ITS OPEN TO DEBATE
GOOD MEN WILL DIE
FROM START TO END
AT THE HANDS OF FATE
SEEMS ITS NEVER EARLY
SOMETIMES ITS TOO LATE
WATCH OVER ME
ALONG THE WAY
GIVE ME SHELTER
KEEP ME STRONG
SO I CAN'T FEEL THE PAIN
NO ONES IMMUNE
NO ONES TO BLAME
ITS ALL DIFFERENT
ITS ALL THE SAME
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