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Sunday, February 15, 2009

broken dreams and complexes makes it even harder
what are we fighting for now.



i watch you walk away

and the tears start to fall

everything we had

all we could've been

i constantly have my head down

never wanting to look around

cause i know if i do there'll be no way out

nothing to keep me from falling to the ground


inside outside somewhere everywhere
guts & glory, wounded & bleeding

hundreds of questions
but no one to answer
where should i look, whom do i ask?

in the presence of memories
flashing cameras
capturing moments
no time frames



the sun goes down as the city lights
pave their way through the darkest night
raindrops fall as an old man cries
never thought to ever think twice

of all he had
of all he lost
a selfish life and guess comes with the cost