Nov 2013
Tis the lonely life we wish not to live.
But someday it cometh like a meteor in the dark starry night sky.
Tis the lonely life which some want to die.
Tis the lonely life in which some want to cry.
Tis the long life where it waits for thee to return.
Tis the feel of love that one wishes to have though sometimes doesn't stay.
But one day it'll cometh like a meteor in the dark starry night sky.
Thus cometh the life of love for one to hold.
Tis the lonely life a goodbye until the next time.
Tis a life worth living when she holds your heart.
Tis a life worth living when your love begins to start.
Tis a life worth living when your heart begins to flutter but then the life once worth living starts to fall apart and the love starts to die.
Tis a life not worth living when she leaves your side.
Tis a life not worth living when your stuck alone on such a lonely night.
When in such a night as lonely as this happens one starts to wonder:
"How must I live thy life in pain? In sorrow?"
Tis the life of a man who wishes to stay with his love.
Tis the life of a man who wishes not to be parted.
Thus the man looks at the high moon and wonders: "Tis not the life I wanted."
Thus the man falls to his knees and the earth crumbles around him.
Tis the man who wishes to die! Tis the man who breaks down cries!
The earth cracks and crumbles under his knees and thus he falls.
He falls and falls till he hits the floor. He is still alive.
He looks around him and sees nothing but the darkness.
The sounds of his past roars in his head from all around him.
Tis the man who is alone in the dark. Tis the man who did no harm!
Thus the man finds a ledge and starts to climb. And the sounds begin to die.
He fought and fought and gave all he got.
Tis the man who climbs high like a bird in the sky.
Thus the man gets out of the ground to find all around has burned down.
Thus the man began to cry and wanted to die.
Thus the man looked at the sky and saw the stars twinkling as far as the eye. A clash if thunder roared in his head when he saw his floor and his bed.
Tis the man who was asleep but doesn't know if its a memory he should keep.
But someday it cometh like a meteor in the dark starry night sky.
Tis the lonely life which some want to die.
Tis the lonely life in which some want to cry.
Tis the long life where it waits for thee to return.
Tis the feel of love that one wishes to have though sometimes doesn't stay.
But one day it'll cometh like a meteor in the dark starry night sky.
Thus cometh the life of love for one to hold.
Tis the lonely life a goodbye until the next time.
Tis a life worth living when she holds your heart.
Tis a life worth living when your love begins to start.
Tis a life worth living when your heart begins to flutter but then the life once worth living starts to fall apart and the love starts to die.
Tis a life not worth living when she leaves your side.
Tis a life not worth living when your stuck alone on such a lonely night.
When in such a night as lonely as this happens one starts to wonder:
"How must I live thy life in pain? In sorrow?"
Tis the life of a man who wishes to stay with his love.
Tis the life of a man who wishes not to be parted.
Thus the man looks at the high moon and wonders: "Tis not the life I wanted."
Thus the man falls to his knees and the earth crumbles around him.
Tis the man who wishes to die! Tis the man who breaks down cries!
The earth cracks and crumbles under his knees and thus he falls.
He falls and falls till he hits the floor. He is still alive.
He looks around him and sees nothing but the darkness.
The sounds of his past roars in his head from all around him.
Tis the man who is alone in the dark. Tis the man who did no harm!
Thus the man finds a ledge and starts to climb. And the sounds begin to die.
He fought and fought and gave all he got.
Tis the man who climbs high like a bird in the sky.
Thus the man gets out of the ground to find all around has burned down.
Thus the man began to cry and wanted to die.
Thus the man looked at the sky and saw the stars twinkling as far as the eye. A clash if thunder roared in his head when he saw his floor and his bed.
Tis the man who was asleep but doesn't know if its a memory he should keep.
