Stream - February 15

It’s a burden, but I own it

I really wouldn’t change a thing

But my mind in the beginning

Long before I felt the sting

It’s the price for so much passion

And admission of the guilt

But I’m more than a spectator

In the cages I have built

I’m the prince who’s now a pauper

But a jester all the while

In the company of rulers

I confuse them with my smile

All the knowledge I’ve been given

All the sadness I have seen

Might drive another man insane

Or make him cold and mean

But the pilgrim knows his burden

Like the singer knows the song

Where the notes rise up to meet him

As he tries to carry on

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