I don't feel right
Something's wrong inside
Pushing in and pushing out
Its something I cannot hide

Burning me alive
Nothing left to try
Fighting all the time
But in circles I will always ride

- You want me to be a perfect man
Everyday I try the best I can
But something's got a death hold on me
Just let me go and cut it out of me

And then the sorrows come
Not as single spies
Lift me off the ground and
Lay me on a bed of lies

And then you're mad at me
Because you just can't see
The pain I carry 'round
Just building till it bursts free

Bleeding now I pray
Please let it go away
Constant torment
Wont let me stay

I hear the Reaper calling
While second thoughts are stalling
- And it cannot be denied

I can't find the way back home
There's nothing here I wanna see
She lured me out from under my faith
and left me way out here all alone
 

 

WEBMASTER'S NOTES: This is believed to be Richard's latest and last composition, and appears to have been written not too long before he was diagnosed with terminal cancer.