Sleep In Fame

Tom you look well despite the company you’ve kept

I don’t suppose I’ll ask you how you’ve been or how you’ve slept

You used to say this was a chess game for ideals

But now you work for madmen who bet Earth’s fate on spinning wheels

And I looked up to you as a mentor and a friend

But the look now in your eyes tells me you always knew we’d see this end

What good is friendship in this business of ours?

The graves are all unmarked, no widows weep, no one sends flowers

And that’s where we’re headed: One or both of us to the grave

But if I fail and you succeed, well whose ideals will you have saved?

There is no punchline; the game has come undone

What once was measured sacrifice for you now is mindless fun

Well here I am out in plain sight, you take your shot and I’ll take mine

If we not make it through the night, that’ll have to be just fine

I do regret it, I wish it weren’t this way

But at least I had the chance to say

Hello again my friend

Is there any way out of here

Without fear?

Did we spend

Our whole lives for this end?

Should it be said we’ve spent

Our lives in name of a cause that gives most pause

When cards are down

There’s no sense to be found

Smith you lily-livered twit, you weak halfwit

Naivete is so passé- I have to say it really makes me sick

You never grew up, you never even learned

While we worked to save one castle, another two were burned

And you can say I’ve lost my marbles or my touch

But if you had seen where I have been, you’d know those marbles don’t mean much

Odds are against us; all that’s left is up to chance

But therein lies the fun so let’s dance

Hello again my friend

It seems the hour’s getting late here

Is it fate here?

Was it planned

That we play one final hand?

Though we may fall, we call

And bet it all without hate

This wheel of fate

Will still spin the same

Even when we sleep in fame