His honesty was concentric
To where he lives at the periphery
Spin the governor's world
Became the force that governed him
His need for affirmation
Kept on spinning him
Spin the governor's world
Became a raging force within
Speeches and manifestos
And statements of intent
Came up in conversation
Were tested on his friends
Conflict and antagonism
Were no stranger to him
Familiar is the shifting
From day to night and day again
And he would find the tide
To swim against it
And he would find the tide
To swim against it
And he would find the tide
To swim against it
So he too could be injured
By the power of...
Trouble
Trouble
The role he sought to inhabit
Was dual in its nature
Innocent as a dove
Cunning as a serpent
He toyed with this image
And the (???)
Innocence was lost
His spirit crushed, his soul
If misery was a prison cell
It was not of his making
But he couldn't shake the feeling
He was complicit in his own sentencing