And i'm always left pondering on the illusion of a different life.
Days would be sunny and bright.
No fright, no need to feel the sting of the knife.
Just breathing peace, love and the meaning of life.
And if i could find my way down these staggering roads i would.
But the story's too distorted, it feels like i'm lost in the woods.
Maybe i should try to clean up the mess in my mind.
Instead of wasting all of this precious time.
And finally i'm not here wanting to hide.
I'm just hoping i don't get washed away in the tide,
Lately things have been more or less dim.
Maybe because thoughts of him have been creeping back in.
But I'm finally learning to let things go.
Maybe this time it'll give me room to grow.
So I'll keep my eyes fixated on the sun.
And try not to crash, burn or run.