Come Back
The shadows beneath your eyes belie your success
Did they get you to change your words to suit the world
You know you’re so far from who you are
Dancing to their tune, the Pied Pipers of doom
Is that a tie or a leash around your neck
As you blame fortune and fame for how you are led
Just a puppet on a string
Do you remember anything
So tired and uninspired
How did you lose to win the game
It’s all at your feet and nothing to find
Too trapped by it all to resign
Stand for who you are and be free
Don’t fall for who they want you to be
Go here, do this, be that
When will you come back
The shadows beneath your eyes belie your success
Did they get you to change your words to suit the world
You know you’re so far from who you are
Dancing to their tune, the Pied Pipers of doom
Is that a tie or a leash around your neck
As you blame fortune and fame for how you are led
Just a puppet on a string
Do you remember anything
So tired and uninspired
How did you lose to win the game
It’s all at your feet and nothing to find
Too trapped by it all to resign
Stand for who you are and be free
Don’t fall for who they want you to be
Go here, do this, be that
When will you come back
- Jane Burd June 2010
