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The Pawn Lyrics by Michael Oliva From the CD "Modern Love" (P) 2006 Getsemani Music (ASCAP)
All songs copyright © 2006, Michael B. Oliva (ASCAP). All rights reserved.
Caught in a cold wave Of heat and contradiction Lies and deceit You’re battling addiction and the calm, cool breeze Lingers by the devils tree That we once climbed upon Now we’re hanging from a noose On the coldest afternoon in the world War will be waged for religion, riches, and pearls But why for the courtship of a girl War will be waged, but not for this girl I came to you, from the start, with a bitter heart Cards held close to my chest Deals with the devil are fragile-at best and I must confess, I envy you So trusting and naïve Just wait till the world brings you down Down, down to your knees On the coldest afternoon in the world War will be raged for religion, riches, and pearls But why for the courtship of a girl War will be waged, but not for this girl I will no longer be a pawn of society and my fear of change is changing my fears I’ll no longer say What you want to hear The life that you know Is just a charade |