The darkness always feels so calm
before the dawn comes to life.
A beam of light
that ends the night,
but we move on...
Paper boats sail down the street
til' they're swallowed from underneath.
When we capsize
it'll change our lives
but we move on...
Our lives are all the living we get,
so don't waste your days with regrets.
We all make mistakes
trying to do things great
then we move on...
This land has been ***** by time,
divided by our borderlines.
We all clash our swords
and **** our lords.
then we move on...
It's a system for the greedy men,
while others die in suffering
If I could I would
and I feel I should
but we move on...
All they want is for us to conform;
to wear a smile with our uniform.
Life's a carousal
that spins us all
but we move on...
I'm trying hard to concentrate,
as the stars begin to constellate.
We'll connect the dots
and the truth will shock.
then we'll move on...
A people who bury their dead,
showing compassion without turning their heads.
But will all that love
send us up above,
when we move on?
And as the clouds roll in with the rain
it carries those boats down to the drain.
We all love to float,
til we've lost all hope.
then we move on...
Dec 6, 2012
Dec 6, 2012 at 6:05 PM UTC
The darkness always feels so calm
before the dawn comes to life.
A beam of light
that ends the night,
but we move on...
Paper boats sail down the street
til' they're swallowed from underneath.
When we capsize
it'll change our lives
but we move on...
Our lives are all the living we get,
so don't waste your days with regrets.
We all make mistakes
trying to do things great
then we move on...
This land has been ***** by time,
divided by our borderlines.
We all clash our swords
and **** our lords.
then we move on...
It's a system for the greedy men,
while others die in suffering
If I could I would
and I feel I should
but we move on...
All they want is for us to conform;
to wear a smile with our uniform.
Life's a carousal
that spins us all
but we move on...
I'm trying hard to concentrate,
as the stars begin to constellate.
We'll connect the dots
and the truth will shock.
then we'll move on...
A people who bury their dead,
showing compassion without turning their heads.
But will all that love
send us up above,
when we move on?
And as the clouds roll in with the rain
it carries those boats down to the drain.
We all love to float,
til we've lost all hope.
then we move on...
this was originally a song, I suppose it still could be.
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