Garden gate yawning open, you step out into a world that hasn't quite awoken
The sleepy light of dawn to warm you, the morning dew cool on bare feet
I dream of walking in the Earth's gentle arms
Before she stretches off her sleep
In this quiet sort of patience, the world seems so at peace

As I inject and I reflect,
As I aspire what I desire,
And I dread my regrets.  
For the musician and the listener,
I have a request, you would reject.

As I require and I acquire,
As I follow in the steps,
And I wallow in sweats.
For the driver and the conductor,
I have a destination, you would not go.

As I achieve and I retrieve,
As I capture and I secure,
And I accomplish my dreams.
For the writer of my story,
This is the plot I want to be written.

You'd think you have all the time in world,
But your life can be taken away.
Just as it was given.
You wouldn't even know it's ur last breath.
You wouldn't even know it's the last thing you'll admire.


But when it happens,
As u take u eat ur last meal,
Take your last breath,
And as set ur eyes upon the last thing they will ever see.
Your life still going on around you...
Then you're gone.
Just as u came.

It's all on replay.
The leddar is broken.
Can't undo what has been done
The anger we feel it again
The pain we experience again
The joy it fades away
The line between reality,
and fantasy is now blurred
Memories uncategorized
Is it real or fake?