Remember everything that you have heard and learned
And feel the wall of insecure illusions fall apart
The vagrant sat on the side walk with his coin cup in a state of wondering
As nine to fivers walk by
“Why do all of you waste your time chasing your own tails?”
“Why do you all want to be someone else instead of attempting to be a better you?”
“Your promises, your wishes and your wicked words are all components that make up who people perceive you as”
“How could you expect your ex-lover to return when they themselves are damaged, confused and riddled with uneasy outcomes they must determine on their own?”
There is no sun in the mirror
Insanity is sobbing
Barefoot run down unpaved roads going downhill hand in hand
Summer time sunshine kiss
Our peace is at risk
Summer time sunshine kiss
We’ll soon not exist
Summer time lover
The afterlife is much safer
Summer time lover
Our kind is endangered
Wake up every morning
Thinking
Drinking
Remember the times
Evade the nightfall
The cold spirits return
From granite gardens
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC
Remember everything that you have heard and learned
And feel the wall of insecure illusions fall apart
The vagrant sat on the side walk with his coin cup in a state of wondering
As nine to fivers walk by
“Why do all of you waste your time chasing your own tails?”
“Why do you all want to be someone else instead of attempting to be a better you?”
“Your promises, your wishes and your wicked words are all components that make up who people perceive you as”
“How could you expect your ex-lover to return when they themselves are damaged, confused and riddled with uneasy outcomes they must determine on their own?”
There is no sun in the mirror
Insanity is sobbing
Barefoot run down unpaved roads going downhill hand in hand
Summer time sunshine kiss
Our peace is at risk
Summer time sunshine kiss
We’ll soon not exist
Summer time lover
The afterlife is much safer
Summer time lover
Our kind is endangered
Wake up every morning
Thinking
Drinking
Remember the times
Evade the nightfall
The cold spirits return
From granite gardens
