LYRIC FOR SALE

By Russell Gasperini

(Verse 1)
Shots are fired, echoes in the night,
Reflections turn red, under moonlight,
The constant repeating deep in your head,
Judge and Jury soon to react, and hearts bled.

(Chorus)
Puppets of the past, will they ever be free?
Symbols still linger as you sit in your cell,
Another reminder, living in a shell,
Mirror of truth, a room full of lies,
Let go of the past, let freedom fly.

(Verse 2)
The truth has no symbol, well defined and clear,
Symbols you created from those messengers of fear,
Be a messenger of truth, the word of the free,
As the song goes, just "Let It Be."

(Bridge)
The chains that bind, the shadows of old,
Break free from the mold, let your story be told,
The strings that tie, you're breaking away,
A new dawn arises, with the light of the day.

(Chorus)
Puppets of the past, will they ever be free?
Symbols still linger as you sit in your cell,
Another reminder, living in a shell,
Mirror of truth, a room full of lies,
Let go of the past, let freedom fly.

(Outro)
Free yourself from the puppets of your past,
Cut your strings now, and forever be uncast,
Embrace the truth, let illusions be,
In this fresh start, find your spirit free.