
The Burning of My Books Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I bide my time
By the pen of my desk
"I thought that you were funny"
"They told me you were funny"
They thought wrong
I say the things they don't wanna hear
But I sing
Sing them anyways
But these are the ones they tune out
"Play us all your silly songs"
"And then we'd start to sing along"
Now it's the burning of the books I made
It's the burning of the books I made
I have not a voice and name
As my work goes up in flames
I hide my face from the crowd at large
I tried to ditch from this town after dark
But I stuck out to the crowd
And they thought I was too loud
And they put me through this trial
So I think I'll stay for awhile
And the flames start to trickle away
The remnants of the books I made
I can't even show my face
Since I showed them all the books I made
On the same way
On the same train
Has it always been this way?
As we watch it and see it fade?
And are there any explanations to these wild conundrums occurring as of late?
And you took the hardest way out
Go and run away
Go and run away
Go and hide away
Just go and hide away