Play The Banker

Play the banker and put Your glory in me,

Diner in Denver those Early September days,

Rooftops for two, always Near You, always with you,

Play the banker, I will play the faker,

For love and a lack of it Is my disease,

Pain is a choice I choose To embrace,

Top of the stairs, Could hear

those fears,

Loud noise,

no poise, It reached me

and I saw the

Glory of the train

in the Rain of remembering

all those Filthy memories,

Night has kept me awake Over those mistakes down in

The lower levels of existence,

I cannot go back and repaint those Purity walls,

In two they could saw me For what I saw has forever changed Me,

Pain is what I embrace, For it reminds me to trust in You,

Play the banker, I will play the faker, Put Your strength in me,

So what is fake becomes real

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