No Promise of Return
Copyright 2005, Randy Cuffe

On the streets, Without fear
No remorse, no reality

And as I look into the eye of the storm
All I see: desperation, insanity

Broken dreams, broken promises
Is the life that I live
Now take this burden away

No promise of return

Is it the truth?
Is it a lie?
Is it hell or is it paradise?

But now I feel the power fused into me
So I'll cut all my losses and fly

Broken dreams, broken promises
Is the life that I live
Now take this burden away

No promise of return