Leaves fall gently in front of me
Drifting towards the ground
The wind blows quietly
Through nearby trees
Waiting for the night to start

Seasons come and seasons go
But how was I to know

The grass is soft beneath my feet
The birds sing clear and loud
I sit and wonder what might have been
If I could only have  a change of heart

People come and people go
But how were you to know

I'm trying to make you see
But you can't even look at me
I promise I'll try to make it through
But I can't give you something
I never found
Im trying to stay above the ground

The smell of cigarettes surrounds me
As I climb the steps towards the doors
Of your home away from home.
My mother meets me at the door
And I sign the visitors register
Struggling to remember your room number.

3003

As I walk down the corridor
I am warned that you look tired.
I know how it's going to end and I’m somewhat prepared.
I see you, and my heart breaks.
I can’t stay for long for fear of exposing my emotions to Grandad
So I leave the room and escape the building tears streaming down my face.

The smell of cigarettes surrounds me
As I realise this could be our last meet
As I realise that I didn’t tell you, I loved you.

When I look at myself
I see someone I’m ashamed to be
I see someone who is not who they wanna be
I see me

The scavengers are watching.
They wait for my anguish to end
or make me weak
So they can steal you from my arms.
For you, I will always mourn,
I will protect you until my end.

In my weakest moment, I find the strength to protect you once more,
From the beady eyes which watch — waiting.

I will not let go of you, not again.
I will not let the scavengers take the last of you from me.

Tick tock
Tick tock  
                                               Tick Whoosh
                                                Tick whoosh
Life is good,
Life is great
                                                 Life is hard,
                                                 Note the date
Love is forever
                                       Love me forever

                     Together we tick
                      In time

Dreams are torture.
The only way to escape
is to wake and face the day.

There is no winning or losing -
Only living