All the songs and lyrics are written,
arranged and copyright by
JACK of all TRADES. All rights
reserved.
So I try to tell the truth
but it all becomes lies
then I'm just too occupied to find
some cheap talkin' alibies
And everything I said and done
and everything I will do
I will always have my past
and that is the real truth
When I'm walking through the devil's
garden
he'll try to steal my heart away
he'll try anything to make me stay
When you're walking through the
devil's garden
he'll try to steal your heart away
but that is what I learned to say
I take what I want
and what I get I'll keep
and they, they may say
that what I get is deep
deep into trouble
So I try to tell the truth
but it all becomes lies
and all my life has been that way
and I don't think I realize
that everything is said and done
there's nothing more I can do
I will always have my past
and that is the real truth
I'm walking down this road
all worn out shoes no money cash or gold
I can walk all night, I can take this fight, that's roaring in my head
In my head...
Time, oh precious time, looking
for my glow
still walking, towards the end
of a rainbow, for a pot of gold
There are, these imaginary friends
like the once, you just don't remember
that they know what's wrong, you
trust and you depend upon
then you take it, then you leave
it, then you just reach out and see it,
for yourself.
I'm talking to myself
my pride is gone I left it on a
shelf
I looked too far through a broken
jar, and now It's hard to see
to see...
That life, oh precious life
I´m still walking, towards
the end of that rainbow, for a pot of gold
And there are, these imaginary friends
like the once, you just don't remember
that they know what's wrong, you
trust and you depend upon
then you take it, then you leave
it, then you just reach out and see it,
for yourself.