Do you see me, like I see you
Do you remember my soul
Am I just a distant memory
A fleeting thought of days of old
I sense your happiness
The joy in the ones you love
How you all gather round
Each one a brother to each other
A connection to behold
I'm lost on the wind
A morning mist so fine
I evaporate in the light
It was never my time to shine
I play my song for no one
No one wants to hear me sing
I play this song to march
Down to the cemetery
I knew I wanted love
And when it came
I made it into something that was profane
I missed it's beauty
And instead I became a curse
For all those near me
All I do is hurt
I see me for who I was
And who I am doesn't change the past
A hall of mirrors that accuses
The memory of an arrogant man
I have nothing to offer
A voice easily dismissed
No real wisdom here
Just another kid to swing and miss
I play my song for no one
No one wants to hear me sing
I play this song to march
Down to the cemetery
Is it better to fade when breathing
The ****** of this story has past
No one will remember you
No one will mourn and fast
They will shed one tear for the sake of another
In their hearts they will be relieved
The chains you had on them are broken
They are all now free
I play my song for no one
No one wants to hear me sing
I play this song to march
Down to the cemetery
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 6:00 PM UTC
Do you see me, like I see you
Do you remember my soul
Am I just a distant memory
A fleeting thought of days of old
I sense your happiness
The joy in the ones you love
How you all gather round
Each one a brother to each other
A connection to behold
I'm lost on the wind
A morning mist so fine
I evaporate in the light
It was never my time to shine
I play my song for no one
No one wants to hear me sing
I play this song to march
Down to the cemetery
I knew I wanted love
And when it came
I made it into something that was profane
I missed it's beauty
And instead I became a curse
For all those near me
All I do is hurt
I see me for who I was
And who I am doesn't change the past
A hall of mirrors that accuses
The memory of an arrogant man
I have nothing to offer
A voice easily dismissed
No real wisdom here
Just another kid to swing and miss
I play my song for no one
No one wants to hear me sing
I play this song to march
Down to the cemetery
Is it better to fade when breathing
The ****** of this story has past
No one will remember you
No one will mourn and fast
They will shed one tear for the sake of another
In their hearts they will be relieved
The chains you had on them are broken
They are all now free
I play my song for no one
No one wants to hear me sing
I play this song to march
Down to the cemetery