I walk down these empty halls gazing at the worn out walls at the memories that I see wondering what I was meant to be
Walking down this empty street Averting my gaze from every stranger I meet I cross the paths of dark and light but soon the day is blotted out by night
The lights of stars illuminate my path I kept walking, less I face their wrath when memories are brought to the surface of my mind IΒ Β wish desperately, pleading for them to rewind
back to a day where I could wander these roads down worn-out paths that no one knows but alas time has gone so fast nothing gold, I guess, can last