the jailer

break my back and tie my hands
send me to the jailer
for every man that jailer keeps
his soul is getting darker

the jailer rules a stolen land
king of wicked pleasures
try to cross him if you can
scar across the desert
you can't keep us out!

try to stop a water!
try to stop a fire!
try to stop a culture!

in his secret heart the jailer knows
how like he is his prisoners
though he sleeps on finest sheets
his dreams will make him nervous

fearing this the jailer locks
a fist around his power
never mind when doubt creeps in
a sound over his shoulder
you can't keep us out!

try to stop the water!
try to stop a fire!
try to stop a culture!

bees gone bake a honey cake
wolves gone eat the weakest
the nature of the jailer is
to do just what he pleases
but when we hang another man
part of us dies with him
lock your soul up piece by piece
then tell me just what love is
tell me just what love is
tell me what is just
you can't keep us out!

try to stop the water!
try to stop a fire!
try to stop a culture!


© 2012 Erin McKeown