My grandfather once told me,
"Son, forget about dreams
They're childish and stupid
And not meant to be."

"Listen to him son,
He knows what he says"
My father would tell me
As I stared at my hands

So I grew to be a man,
Without dreams I could cope
But I never once knew
The sweet taste of hope

Sing me song of love and faith
Sing a song of hope
Then leave me now to cry your tears
I'll watch you as you cope

For your songs, they do not speak of truth
They do not speak your thought
You ponder only on Hells so great,
But a liar to me you're not

You sing your songs of innocence gone by,
A childhood lost in stars
Of hopes and dreams that drifted between love,
Now drift between fresh scars

To touch these dreams
Of broken seams
Unwind a harmful truth
That day after day
I dig deeper my grave
That holds me as a youth

I am scared to say
That in my bed as I lay
Pondering of days not to be
I often come accross
A thought once lost
But now urgent to stay next to me

But where do you turn
When you wish not to learn
How to become a better you
Because the cuts feel good
They make you free like a bird
But freedom is gone too soon

I don't want to be touched
And I won't speak as much
If I'm mad and raging with fear
But your gentle sigh
Of a sweet lulleby
Is something that I hold dear

My arms beg for embrace
As along my cheeks your hands trace
To touch these tears of shard
And you reach past my chest
In hopes of the best
To find a racing heart

But now you can see
There's nothing in me
But a heart that whispers death
So in this grave I will lie
Until that day that I die
And of me - - nothing be left

I touch this skin so pale,
Afraid that it will shatter
But if it broke into a thousand shards,
Then I ask, to whom does it matter?

The glass that lay upon the floor
Covered in blood of mine
Only tells of days gone by,
A single life suspended in time

For no on touches broken glass
In fear of hurt and pain
"Be sure not to touch that blood," They say,
"It leaves a nasty stain"

But those few who saw this shower of pain
Quickly come and see
Through the wreckage of many tears
If I could still be me

So they put me back together again,
Like a Humpty-Dumpty that fell
Hoping the pieces still fit together
And I'll turn out just swell


Together once more, but not for long,
Everyone sighs relief
They go back to their days of nothing
As I silently drown in grief

They smile at me as though I was there,
They see but a pile of glass
My rims too sharp to love and embrace
I'm sure this glue won't last


But now I look to your wisdom,
With my eyes a little teary
Hoping you'll see I'm more
Than just run-down and weary


Oh, friend, why can't they see?
This mirror is only a reflection of me?

I trudge my sled on through the snow,
I pull it another mile
This journey takes a day and forever,
I'm only just a child

I began this long ago,
But the end is nowhere near
So much hope I've come across,
But not as much as fear

I come to find a crossroad,
Not the only one today,
The roads stretch for miles on,
And on the pavement my choices lay

I know once I choose,
There is no going back
And good judgment, God help,
Is something that I lack

So I throw the dice,
And hope for the best
And leave it to the Devil
To decide the rest

So, on I go,
Down this new road
And on my back,
A brand new load

Of hopes and worries
And things to desire
Of haters and lovers
And a world full of liars

But I can't help but wonder
About the path untaken
If it's forever gone,
And then my thoughts awaken

If I had taken that road
That is so long gone
Could it have taken me
To a beautiful dawn

Or would it lead me
To a forest of thorns
With great, tall beasts
With blood-soaked horns

Or maybe to a place
That's never been found
A place without color,
A place without sound

I suppose I'll never know
Where that barren path led
So I'll keep along this one,
To the horizon, I'll tread

Until I come across a ditch,
Or another fork in the path
I know this journey is long
And I won't get out unscathed