What is it about this world today?
Where each one travels on his own way,
Without regard for others’ hearts?
That path is where betrayal starts.
When earthly heroes have feet of clay,
When those we trust turn away
From lifelong love to play with lust
Betrayal comes, with the death of trust.
When love of self is number One,
It does not matter what is done.
It makes no difference who may care,
Just so long as the pleasure is there.
Is there a secret that we can learn,
So love and trust won’t crash and burn?
Is there not something that we can do,
When those we trust prove they’re untrue?
Dreams and secrets were always shared
Between us because of how we cared.
For love and trust there was no lack,
But how can that ever grow back?
You know the option for trust that’s lost.
Are you willing to pay the cost?
If you would really prevent a fall,
Just never love, or trust, at all.
It is a price too high to pay,
To stop that one who would betray.
Though there may be more tears to cry,
If I can’t love, Lord, then let me die.
~Author~
Glen Pysell
2000
The midi you are listening to is......"Faded Love"
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