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Anthem Of Love
by John T. Wurzer
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Anthem of love
Hasten the anthem of love to my ransom
I'm kidnapped and can't take a bath
Heroes are rising in places surprisingly graceful the way that they laugh
A dollar a song still no place to belong to
My face filled with plaster and smoke
And if I weren't so sure that this was the cure I'd be sure it was some kind of joke
Point me toward daylight I'm tired of the dark night
My plight is with blindness and scenes
The rest of my story gets violent and gory I'm sorry that's just how it seems
Well I know now that anthems of love when you chant them
Just shoved me inside of your cloak
And if I didn't know that someday you would go I could show it was some kind of joke
Drawn by your beauty you silently wooed me till I fell asleep on your heart
Begging for mercy you ponder and nurse me until I can't stand on the cart
Well a long time ago before stages got slow I envisioned the future and spoke
Well it's looking to me like the things that I see just might be some kind of a joke
So I took off my hat said hello to your cat
I did all that you asked me to do
And still in the night I can tell you're uptight and the sight of me makes you feel blue
Ah but darling believe that someday when you leave I'll be halfway to heaven and broke
And it didn't take long to find I was wrong that this song was some kind of a joke
Patience and laughter are things that I'm after and you've taken both from my soul
Teardrops and trinkets you've left by the sink at the brink of the cereal bowl
And in times without passion we mimic the fashion and breathe right before we should choke
Well it isn't the same when you're playing a game that you claim might be some kind of joke
So hasten the anthem of love to my ransom
I'm kidnapped and can't take a bath
Well a dollar a song still no place to belong to
My face filled with plaster and smoke
And if I weren't so sure that this was the cure I'd be sure it was some kind of joke
Yes if I weren't so sure that this was the cure I'd be sure it was some kind of joke
Anthem of love
Hasten the anthem of love to my ransom
I'm kidnapped and can't take a bath
Heroes are rising in places surprisingly graceful the way that they laugh
A dollar a song still no place to belong to
My face filled with plaster and smoke
And if I weren't so sure that this was the cure I'd be sure it was some kind of joke
Point me toward daylight I'm tired of the dark night
My plight is with blindness and scenes
The rest of my story gets violent and gory I'm sorry that's just how it seems
Well I know now that anthems of love when you chant them
Just shoved me inside of your cloak
And if I didn't know that someday you would go I could show it was some kind of joke
Drawn by your beauty you silently wooed me till I fell asleep on your heart
Begging for mercy you ponder and nurse me until I can't stand on the cart
Well a long time ago before stages got slow I envisioned the future and spoke
Well it's looking to me like the things that I see just might be some kind of a joke
So I took off my hat said hello to your cat
I did all that you asked me to do
And still in the night I can tell you're uptight and the sight of me makes you feel blue
Ah but darling believe that someday when you leave I'll be halfway to heaven and broke
And it didn't take long to find I was wrong that this song was some kind of a joke
Patience and laughter are things that I'm after and you've taken both from my soul
Teardrops and trinkets you've left by the sink at the brink of the cereal bowl
And in times without passion we mimic the fashion and breathe right before we should choke
Well it isn't the same when you're playing a game that you claim might be some kind of joke
So hasten the anthem of love to my ransom
I'm kidnapped and can't take a bath
Well a dollar a song still no place to belong to
My face filled with plaster and smoke
And if I weren't so sure that this was the cure I'd be sure it was some kind of joke
Yes if I weren't so sure that this was the cure I'd be sure it was some kind of joke
