Standby from Eponymous by Arms of Kismet

when I was a boy in school
there was a joy in every rule back then
and I was grateful
hanging on their every word
rendering the word absurd, my friend
but they were made to
I was a guileless fool
a little fish inside a pool

then I poured that wine for them
as I was inclined to, friend, back then
and I could taste it
squandering my every chance
that was how I learned to dance back then
it wasn’t wasted
tragicomic in my pain
I washed the wine right down the drain

but I will stand by you
as long as you want me to
the livelihood of loyalty
will help us pay the dues

then I picked that rose for them
like I was supposed to, friend, back then
and I could smell it
freedom with impunity
a golden opportunity back then
but who could tell it
hallucinating in the heat
I crushed the rose beneath my feet

keep my heart and hold my health
help me to forget myself
shed the trappings of my pride
show me how to breathe inside

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