The girls are all painted and the walls are bare At Riley's bar The air is heavy though there's nothing there At Riley's bar There are souls that are lost- They can be found at Riley's bar There are hearts that are empty- They have another round at Riley's bar There are dreams In the smoke at Riley's bar I sit in the corner and I look around At Riley's bar The jukebox is moaning with a mournful sound At Riley's bar There are gamblers in the back room risking their souls A hooker at my table trying to get sold The waitress walks by - she came to the city to sing Now there's a tear in her eye - must be the nicotine Because there are dreams in the smoke in Riley's bar Thick enough to choke on, but stretched too far And Riley leans over the bar and spits Straightens back up and scratches his 'pits Smiles and he says y'know- Life is- Not okay In Riley's bar And all of the little lost boys and girls sit and think Maybe they should go out into the world Instead they drink In the dreams in the smoke At Riley's bar The smell of decaying hope At Riley's bar Because there are dreams in the smoke in Riley's bar There is smoke... In the dreams... In Riley's bar ©1998 Troy D. Smith

Just give in, surrender Tear down your city walls Let laughter fill your silent halls Remember That while you're standing there alone The love you've never known Is waiting Right outside your gate How much longer can it wait For your surrender You've been a prisoner before A captive on a foreign shore It left you hollow But I'm not the man who left you there I'm not the one who didn't care So please follow Your heart into my hands And come back to the promised land With me Surrender There is a time to stand and fight But your heart knows what is right So surrender I am not your enemy Only a man who wants to be Your answer So take down your barricade Because my love will never fade Away... Surrender ©1998 Troy D. Smith

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