Todd Clouser: Music

though the ways of the world come far too fancy
though a father comes to feel like a son
though the songs seems it sleeps the same with everyone
though what we been keeps its blade to our tongue

though time has no mercy has no hands to hold you
though what you like to forget seems it always remains
though a heart only breathes, only begs to be taken
risk is romance kid, lets get on

Im gonna take a train
and never hear again of love
we're gonna ride away
till we forget what we're running from
i take my dreaming back
a soldier in a silent army
have no gun but the words inside me
Till Im a man with no country now

though heaven with each day must grow one way or the other
though they've tagged mercy to the sound of a gun
though the pen that we hold is lying like the summer
though hope is more clay than stone

though a face is a day, is a light in the city sun
though perhaps we were born what we become
though we lose what we hold we are left holding nothing
risk is romance kid, get on