Now the lies that they've (we've) told have surely grown old
Childhood stories of growing up and the happiness it holds
melts into the facts
life clearly, it lacks
so she falls short and stumbles back to memories
"It's too hard to handle", she often would state
everything it seems, is a disappointing weight
By those who had once held onto her hand
the notions about the way they had told her to stand
"Hold your head up! Walk with pride! Look for rainbows!"
Now every single time she is loaded with woes
so she lays down and aspires for days spent in memories
And I never really thought what they said could be true
well I guess I did in daydreams when the sky was clear blue
By examining their faulty smiles
their faces as long as the Nile
I would give up and fall back into memories
Sometimes I wish I was stupid and young
I tell myself in all honesty and with my mouth open sung,
"If I wanted I could just disappear and then cut"
So every once in a while when my eyes are held shut
and her (our) body lays in blood and lost memories
Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
Now the lies that they've (we've) told have surely grown old
Childhood stories of growing up and the happiness it holds
melts into the facts
life clearly, it lacks
so she falls short and stumbles back to memories
"It's too hard to handle", she often would state
everything it seems, is a disappointing weight
By those who had once held onto her hand
the notions about the way they had told her to stand
"Hold your head up! Walk with pride! Look for rainbows!"
Now every single time she is loaded with woes
so she lays down and aspires for days spent in memories
And I never really thought what they said could be true
well I guess I did in daydreams when the sky was clear blue
By examining their faulty smiles
their faces as long as the Nile
I would give up and fall back into memories
Sometimes I wish I was stupid and young
I tell myself in all honesty and with my mouth open sung,
"If I wanted I could just disappear and then cut"
So every once in a while when my eyes are held shut
and her (our) body lays in blood and lost memories
