Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 53

Today is Thursday, the 11th of April 2019.

Something is missing. It's like a gap in the blog.

Wonder... wonder... wonder...

"Samson In Bromford"

You said that you were with me

You said you were my friend

Did you really love the city

Or did you just pretend?

You said you loved her secrets

And her freedoms hid away

"She was better than America,"

That's what I heard you say

You said, "How could this happen?"

You said, "How can this be

The remnant of dishonor

On the bridge of misery?"

And we who cried for mercy

From the bottom of the pit

Was our prayer so damn unworthy

The sun rejected it?

So gather up the killer

Get everyone in town

Standing by those pillars

That may take this temple down

The king so kind and solemn

He wears a bloody crown

So stand me by that column

That may take this temple down

You said, "How could this happen?"

You said, "How can this be?

The chains are gone from heaven

The storms are wild and free."

There's other ways to answer

That suddenly is true

I'm blind with death and anger

And that's no place for you

There's a woman in the window

There's a bed in tinsel town

I'll write you when it's over

Let me take this temple down

You said you loved her secrets

Her freedoms hid away

She was better than America

That's what I heard her say