Stephen Ray Brown - At Last

Surrounded by empty bottles
And all that life demanded
You've got to put together a person
Out of all the shit you've been handed

He couldn't see who I was
Or what I might come to be
He was my biggest hero
He was my greatest enemy

She walked the world with purpose
But softly, lightly
Seemingly unaffected
By the pain inflicted nightly

I think she really wanted to help
I say this in defense of her
She lost herself in good books
And their stories made sense to her
It all made sense to her

At last
At last

At last you were breaking through
At last life was something new
At last it was something true
At last

The old man's nightly vigil
The red misting rage
He couldn't see a way out
Or how to turn the page

Now the bill collector's at the door
And his payment will be in tears
The interest has been adding up
For I can't count the years

I got into some sort of box
Where everything was cold and doubt
I said that I can't live like this
I had to figure my way out

Take all the misunderstanding and hate
And if you can turn it into love
Try to make music out of rough, hard things
Try to make a god above
Try to make a god above

At last
At last

Written by:
Stephen Brown

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