| Face first into the new day
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| The lights are shining more
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| Than they ever gleamed before
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| Sweating swirling anxious as ever
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| The time it melts away
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| My nails grinding against floorboard
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| Pleading with it just to stay
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| My inaction become what define me
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| I feel pressure wearing me thin
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| Impatiently I’ll await the day
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| When these tidal waves settles again
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| I wish that I had more time
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| And could be everywhere at once
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| My apologies for the distance
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| I’ve placed many miles between us
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| But the only thing I’ve come to get comfort in
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| Is the progression
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| Of the restless souls
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| Onward to a further destination
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| And yes the future
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| Thought it’s dark from this perspective
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| When nothing will ever stay the same
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| And every dormant dream that I have imagined
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| Is brought to life but never as I planned
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| I want to drown in the daylight’s radiance
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| Let the morning sun into my skin
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| And feel the calm again
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| If only from the bright beginning
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| We were conditioned for the end
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| We’ve grown so self absorbed
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| As this life is ours eternally
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| We’ve grown so accustomed to settling down
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| And day to day
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| But this city moves forward with or without me
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| And everyone I love they are fading away
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| Thought it seems as if I’m sure
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| As if I weighed everything
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| I’ve decision that are haunting me
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| And I cannot evade
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| All I’ve ever known is blackness
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| Now even blackness fades
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| If I am the creator what is this void I have shaped
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| We always say, «I will be seeing you again.»
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| But what if that day never comes
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| Then I’ll be seeing you in the bitter end
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| But what if this life is all we’re ever meant to become
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| I always seems to let my thought destroy me from the inside out
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| It’s just a matter of time |