A room fill of people and a heart full of hope
Pulling on my mind like a worn out rope.
Faces undistinguished prove a possibility unwon.
Thankful for sight, but tortured by the one.
The one will save me without being asked.
The one who is unseeable. The one I just passed?
Tortured by mystery is a sad case to lead
Impossible to stop because waiting is the key.
The key to freedom, and the key to unlock.
But where is the key to this neverending clock?
Nov 5, 2011
Nov 5, 2011 at 8:38 PM UTC
A room fill of people and a heart full of hope
Pulling on my mind like a worn out rope.
Faces undistinguished prove a possibility unwon.
Thankful for sight, but tortured by the one.
The one will save me without being asked.
The one who is unseeable. The one I just passed?
Tortured by mystery is a sad case to lead
Impossible to stop because waiting is the key.
The key to freedom, and the key to unlock.
But where is the key to this neverending clock?