Who Knew??
I wrote this when I was thinking about my sis, talking to a friend.
A heart was the objection,
It seems like nothing other than a game.
But when the perfection turned to rejection,
That is when my gain transformed into pain.
Who could have guessed that we would have ended here?
With nothing but our problems to hold us tight at night,
When did we start to mistake angel’s tear for rain?
Every time I walk into the light it’s like nothing feels right.
Who can judge if you live in the future or the past,
Because one step forward always means steps back,
And if you finally turn around you’ll see that neither ever last.
Time means nothing when your heart is broken,
You walk upon a sea of glass,
The air around you imprints a nightmare that can’t be awoken,
How long do you really think you can last?
It seems like nothing other than a game.
But when the perfection turned to rejection,
That is when my gain transformed into pain.
Who could have guessed that we would have ended here?
With nothing but our problems to hold us tight at night,
When did we start to mistake angel’s tear for rain?
Every time I walk into the light it’s like nothing feels right.
Who can judge if you live in the future or the past,
Because one step forward always means steps back,
And if you finally turn around you’ll see that neither ever last.
Time means nothing when your heart is broken,
You walk upon a sea of glass,
The air around you imprints a nightmare that can’t be awoken,
How long do you really think you can last?
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