Worn and Weary
Journey Through the Worn and Weary: Unveiling Life's Struggles
Lyrics
No idea the matter done
No understanding of the completed action
The way beneath the ether come
The path below the substance has arrived
They can sell the day of ways
They can trade the day of various paths
Seldom have the cadence paid
Rarely has the rhythmic flow been compensated
Lack of wisdom has become
Lack of wisdom has turned into
A dangling sword a weight unhung
A suspended sword, a weight not lifted
Worn and weary, wearing out
Tired and fatigued, becoming worn out
Worse for wear and fearing doubt
In a worse condition and fearing uncertainty
Worn and weary wearing thin
Worn and weary, becoming thin
Wouldn't wish the skin I'm in
Wouldn't desire the current state of existence
Want a day by day by day
Desire a day-by-day existence
Won't believe there was a word to say
Refusing to believe that there was something to say
The thundered throne of days beset
The imposing throne of days besieged
The set of ways of Raven's debt
The established ways of Raven's obligation
Beware the cost of yet announced
Be cautious of the not yet declared cost
Behold the jester dance in step
Witness the jester dancing in harmony
Worn and weary wearing thin
Worn and weary, wearing thin
Wouldn't wish the skin I'm in
Wouldn't wish to be in the current situation
Want a day by day by day
Desire a day-to-day existence
Won't believe there was a word to say
Unwilling to believe that there was something to say
At once the raven showed its force
Immediately the raven displayed its power
Was steady once the day had course
Was steadfast once the day progressed
In years to come once held in sway
In years to come, once held in control
In fields of wheat waving remorse
In fields of wheat, waving regret
Worn and weary wearing thin
Worn and weary, wearing thin
Wouldn't wish the skin I'm in
Wouldn't wish to be in the current situation
Tread the throne of years of bone
Step on the throne of years made of bone
Through halls of moss n ash n none
Through halls of moss and ash and nothing
The force of bandit, raw and wrong
The power of a bandit, primal and incorrect
Went head in cadence to the song
Entered rhythmically into the song
Worn and weary wearing thin
Worn and weary, wearing thin
Wouldn't wish the skin I'm in
Wouldn't wish to be in the current situation
Want a day by day by day
Desire a day-by-day existence
Won't believe there was a word to say
Won't believe that there was something to say
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