Perfect Night For a Hanging
words and music by Ted Kirkpatrick

Enter the mind of a man torn in two
One of twelve - but is destined to do
What the black heart of a person can feel
When he follows what he sees to be real
His eyes - Say he already knows
My resentment now grows
I know what I must do
To Thine own self be true
I know you are who you say that you are
Branded a traitor I feel very far
My mind and my heart don't appear to agree
This is what causes my hectic quandry
I'll always regret what I'm choosing today
I realize that you love me anyway
Trapped - But as hard as I try
Can't continue this life
Hang - From the limb of a tree
I just gotta be.....ME.


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