Cobwebs
The Smiling Man
Offering an opportunity for another story
Chorus:
And the man on high, with a grin so sly
Whispers "hey there partner, it's time to fly"
For age is just a number, a fleeting disguise
And we'll keep on soaring, till the end of our time
And the man on high, with a grin so sly
Whispers "hey there partner, it's time to fly"
For age is just a number, a fleeting disguise
And we'll keep on soaring, till the end of our time
Age is just a number
Age is just a number
Verse 1:
You search in the dirt for answers to the cancer
But the smiling man just sits and waits for you
There's a mighty rumble
A snake in the grass
You plead with the man
How to shake this mess
Verse 2:
He just sits there smiling, waiting for you
While you dig in the dirt looking for an answer
You feel his piercing gaze
In the back of your head
But you just keep digging
Til something is said
Verse 3:
Try to tell yourself this is only a dream
Yer fingers start to bleed as ya scratch the stone
The mans yells stop
Your blood runs cold
You know you hit the end
It's time to go home