On the edge of her mind floats a world, it is a world that laughs and loves
It is a taste of life that she once had, a taste of times to come
Memories made and lost, paid with her heart the cost
A little piece for this mistake, a little piece for that
she paid in full the ransom, and her heart she got it back
You have but a chance, a moment in time
Your world is changed
Rapid decisions, don’t look back
You’ll never be the same
On the edge of the street sits a boy, a boy that loves to live
He fights and yells and screams and cries to find out who he is
The mind has crumbled down, paid with his soul the cost
A touch of freedom on his lips, only to turn black
The cost of death, the price of life, a heart once whole is cracked
(c) 2005 CJG
Sep 22, 2012
Sep 22, 2012 at 12:32 PM UTC
On the edge of her mind floats a world, it is a world that laughs and loves
It is a taste of life that she once had, a taste of times to come
Memories made and lost, paid with her heart the cost
A little piece for this mistake, a little piece for that
she paid in full the ransom, and her heart she got it back
You have but a chance, a moment in time
Your world is changed
Rapid decisions, don’t look back
You’ll never be the same
On the edge of the street sits a boy, a boy that loves to live
He fights and yells and screams and cries to find out who he is
The mind has crumbled down, paid with his soul the cost
A touch of freedom on his lips, only to turn black
The cost of death, the price of life, a heart once whole is cracked
(c) 2005 CJG
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