James Alan Gourley

Full Circle

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When all has been said 
Yet nothings been done 
When our dreams lie destroyed 
At the gates of the Sun 
When the dawn has turned crimson 
When the skies seem like blood 
Then we’ve turned the full circle 
Returned to the mud 

When we’ve wasted our chance 
To be kings for a day 
When all that we’d treasured 
Falls into decay 
When the hours we misused 
Is the time we now need 
Then the darkness will rise 
From our sickness – Our greed 

When we finally tire 
With the toys of the mad 
When we’ve lost any chance 
We may ever have had 
When we’re crying and dying 
With our backs to the wall 
Then we’ve shown all we’ve known 
Has meant nothing at all 

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