Murray Attaway My Book
When I write my book I'll tell you all the tales I
never thought I'd tell
Cross the T's and dot the I's and reach into some dark
forbidden well
'Cause I have walked between the lines for years and I
am ready to confess
And crawl into the looking glass and put my hand into
the viper's nest
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
I raised the cup of fury with the souls who sing the
songs of ancient lust
Drank the night to pieces then with sirens lying face
down in the dust
Stood upon an arid plain and watched the steel canyons
fall to blight
Sailed a handbasket to hell in time to see the devil
beat his wife
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
Careful, careful with your eyes
Though the road is always empty
How my footsteps rise to taunt me
Who is this who walks beside me
What is the that's drawing nearer
A burning bush is calling, another tower falling
A cloud of ravens rise and darken out the sky
The sea is boiling red under the thunderhead
The center cannot hold
The sacred flame has grown cold
Awakened from a fitful sleep to find we're in no
ordinary dream
We take a closer look inside for nothing's ever quite
the way it seems
This book is coming to an end and there's so much I
wanted to include
Like all the deep dark secrets that I've heard from you
and you and you and you
All in my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
In my book
