over a guitar--song lyrics

you could have picked another path
than be an instrument of wrath
so did your parents make you fear
the one you wanted to be near

it was not through a random chance
but through your insignificance
you turned out just the way you are
choosing a gun over a guitar

there's more than one way to have fame
instead we do despise your name
when you cut down a mighty light
who turned our hope against the night

why did you never learn the truth
when you were still within your youth
their lies made you just who you are
choosing a gun over a guitar

you couldn't let peace have a chance
your mind gripped in a macabre dance
transposing death over a life
who did surpass his youthful strife

you were a prisoner before
you fought your parents' culture war
but you could never get that far
choosing a gun over a guitar

you lost your mind over a plan
to finally be a big man
how could you choose this horrid path
to be an instrument of wrath

it was not through a random chance
but through your insignificance
you turned out just the way you are
choosing a gun over a guitar

©2007 Cynth Bage