Pomp

Once upon a time I cared to bind you Never mind the time It takes to buy you Those old paths of mine Used to bring me back around You're like pheasant in front of me Banquet decked for the lavish feast Sometimes the pomp gets tired Sometimes my mind is inspired Sometimes the pomp gets tired The bread grows the mold Big fires don't die For some Bleed the tumor dry Leave the past behind you Satisfy my mind I tend to try to Those old paths of mine Used to bring me back around You're like pheasant in front of me Banquet decked for the lavish feast Sometimes the pomp gets tired Sometimes my mind is inspired Sometimes the pomp gets tired The bread grows the mold Big fires don't die For some The pomp gets tired The pomp gets tired The pomp gets tired The pomp gets tired Yeah