Don't mind their eyes,
staring at you,
Don't mind their lips,
talking about you.
They are just
the bitter taste of fate,
Some people
are just born to hate.

A heart of triumph knows no bounds
its finely tuned, a divine sound,
it knows not failure, nor success,
it knows not the penalty of distress,
for regardless of the instance in which it prevails,
weather it be a correction, success, or a fail,
a heart of triumph stays through good and bad,
in those of us who let go of being angry or mad,
so that we can live, and be triumphet in life,
so that we can be triumphet for our friends, neighbors, kids, and wives.

Goodbye  because with you I walk on fake ground once more.

Goodbye  because the silence hurts more than your truth.

Goodbye  because the restless nights are catching up to me.

Goodbye  because common sense has won over my heart.

I'm leaving without the fear of failing,* **for today I end what had never started.

If only I didn't feel this way,
The world would be a lot brighter,

But

It will also be a lot lonelier.

We fell over each other,
a thousand stars fell from the sky.
On the road
to God knows,
we stumbled down the mountain side.

Although the glass was empty,
the bottle, it was always full.
We fought and danced with gypsies.
Sang songs with the Raging Bull.

Then we reached the shoreline.
Fires burning on the sand.
Mingled with the people,
took the air down by the strand.

The Fair, it starts tomorrow,
I wonder will she reappear.
She left the last time, with the morn,
hard to think it's been a year.