Storm is the 4th album published by Premunition and available on Spotify.
Same Ole Notes
Angels breathe fire, Children dance long before they walk.
A world filled with desire and now the mechanical demons talk.
I can’t get no higher but the pain just won’t leave.
My preacher is a liar and now my cop is a thief.
While politicians turn traitor, warriors are dying in the street.
Lost children’s faces just remind me of who I used to be.
The haters are my brothers, the lovers are my friends.
They spend their time sitting around making so many endless battle plans.
It’s the same ole news on a different day.
A world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see.
Sometimes the dream gets lost in the fog and the drinks.
Turns out you only see what you wanted to be.
One side is on fire the other may drown.
Might be time to stand me up and get me out of this town.
Sister morphine in my dream don’t you know I need you now.
Get me out of here wake me up somehow.
It’s the same ole story told a different way.
A world gone crazy, tiny heads right on the TV.
The words so cold and the children cry.
Still our warriors are dying lying in the street.
It’s the same ole world as when I was 16.
Something told me you better run and I did not hesitate.
Now i see that I am not alone there are so many like me.
Trust me when I say you know your dream will fade into a reality.
It’s the same ole notes on a different day.
A world gone crazy sometimes too dark to see.
The childhood dream gets lost in the smoke and the trees.
But it turns out you are just who you pretended to be.
Why
Woke with a dream in the back of my head
About 50 years ago.
Teenage band in a greyhound station
Just a misfit traveling show.
No Destination just couldn’t go home.
We had no real place to go.
Running away in the dead of the night.
Begin a life out on the road.
Why did I run.
Why did I cry.
With no place to go.
No wings to fly.
Daddy’s back from a war.
With those voices in his head.
An Anger man filled with pride.
A broken family man.
Was it wrong the children ask.
He keeps it inside
The kids just see brutality.
Then the angels cried.
Why did he fight.
Why did they die.
No legs to run.
No wings to fly.
Where do they go.
When the church bells ring.
Why they don’t laugh.
Why they don’t sing no more.
I ran out the door.
Where do they go.
When the church bells toll.
Daddy never came home.
Out in the rain we go.