With every new day there is a new beginning......
With every dawn I begin a new day ....
And when the sun sets my time ends...
It's like being alive when the sun rises......
And being dead when it sets......
But in the mean time I am among living dead....
Like the ghost rider who sells his soul to do the devils dirty works...
I have sold my soul....
Whether to the devil....
Or the man that signs my paychecks...
In the end I know my time is up...
And to begin a new day is like making a deal wit the devil....
As he pulls my strings.....
I begin to dance....
Like a puppet....
I am a slave till the end....
And it is at this end that I realize.....
As the sun rises....
We all perform like circus clowns.....
But when the sun sets.....
Is when I do my best tricks....