I used to be like a falcon in the skies,
I've been shot under my wings,
You used to be like a branch of violet blossoms,
that snapped in a springtime.
You used to be like a branch of violet blossoms,
that snapped in a springtime.
Time hasn't been kind to me,
Venomous on each and every day.
I have embraced the iron rails,
in prison.
I have embraced the iron rails,
in prison.
From the one that I couldn't ask anyone for,
that I couldn't hug enough for,
that I couldn't be without seeing,
I have been separated.
I have been separated,
From the one that I couldn't be without seeing.
Time hasn't been kind to me,
Venomous on each and every day.
I have embraced the iron rails,
in prison.
I have embraced the iron rails,
in prison.