Third Piece from Pastiche Nostalgique by Jay Deen

Sorry I never won the race or even played the game
You probably wanted something else that wasn’t quite the same
But doubt was there, behind the lies, said the troubled little boy
A different view of a thin disguise of a life of love and joy
Like a third piece to a perfect pair
Hopes and dreams scattered on the air
Wondering what I’m supposed to be
Learning how to just be free
I’ve spent this life on borrowed time
Hoping it’s not all I’ll find
Waiting for that light to shine
Looking for a day that’s mine
I know there’s other sons and daughters who kept the faith and made the grade
Who didn’t leave and didn’t falter, always there to save the day
A drum was leading, somewhere love would find a way
To see beyond the veil of lies where dreams had been betrayed
Like a third piece to a perfect pair
Hopes and dreams scattered on the air
Wondering what I’m supposed to be
Learning how to just be free
I’ve spent this life on borrowed time
Hoping it’s not all I’ll find
Waiting for that light to shine
Looking for a day that’s mine
And now to sail beyond this shore, a tribe of one and nothing more
Truth and love the only tools, for this poet, priest, philosopher and fool
Like a third piece to a perfect pair
Hopes and dreams scattered on the air
Wondering what I’m supposed to be
Learning how to just be free
I’ve spent this life on borrowed time
Hoping it’s not all I’ll find
Waiting for that light to shine
Looking for a day that’s mine

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