The Voice

Welcome back, old fried, Duntee
The shadows missed you miserably
Come back into these arms of mine
Once more let me take over your mind

I told you they'd be mean to you
Look at the pain they've put you through
You opened up and let them in
And to your heart they were so mean

Come and relax inside the dark
Get rid of that weakened old heart
its of no use to you no more
For your sadness, I have the cure

Heartlessness is the way to go
To let these ghosts out of your soul
Let me lead, and you follow
The gloomy path's the way to go

The world rejects you, tells you lies
But no one knows you more than I
So come to me, Duntee, and hide
Where your anger and rage resides

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)