If we keep walking the same old way.
Not facing the future as we walk away.
In to a past that becomes the next day.
Following the path of a
Sunless may.
The sky will start turning a dangerous grey.
Bringing on storms to wash the many away.
I'll bring a question for your ears to touch.
How could you trust the
I's of much?
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 8:16 PM UTC
If we keep walking the same old way.
Not facing the future as we walk away.
In to a past that becomes the next day.
Following the path of a
Sunless may.
The sky will start turning a dangerous grey.
Bringing on storms to wash the many away.
I'll bring a question for your ears to touch.
How could you trust the
I's of much?
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