I sat not really sure what was on my mind
Was it the cold night with shivers threw my spine
Or was it a bunch of things going threw my artistic mind

Now I realized I was overthinking such a simple question
But there so much I could mention

I could talk about the stars I see out my window
Or maybe that movie I watched earlier with the widow

But instead I over thought and soon forgot
What original was my penny for thought

I wait for the mail man,
each day I say hello,
as he puts the mail in my hand,
he just grunts and drives on.

I wave as people pass by,
sitting on my balcony,
but no one ever says hi,
they just go on their merry way.

I find it funny,
like a practical joke,
played on everyone.

It's kind of funny,
this life that we live,
it's not for everyone.

I mow my lawn,
every other weekend,
it's the same old song,
just a new day.

I watch the sun set,
sitting on my balcony,
I think of when we met,
boy, it was so long ago.

But I find it funny,
like a practical joke,
played on everyone.

It's kind of funny,
this life that we live,
it's not for everyone.

And it feels like I'm always alone,
and it feels like I'm left in the cold.
I feel like I've never been home,
maybe I haven't been so.

I watch the sun rise,
hanging from my balcony.

I write to you now from the bunker,
beneath the surface of what was once London.
The earth around me shakes,
it quivers and quakes,
as sand falls from the cracks in the walls.

I don't want you to worry about me,
I'll return home eventually, one way or another.
I hope this letter finds you,
when the sky is blue,
and the sun shines down on our beautiful son.

I want you to always remember,
with or without me, you're the strongest girl I know.
You're going far in this world,
your voice will be heard,
and you are only are strong as you think you are.

So reach for the stars,
my love.

I'm sure we'll meet again.

Walking so delicately,
down the riverbank.
Touching the water softly,
by the riverbank.

How I wish we still,
had it all.
Not everything is meant to be,
some things must fall.

I remember when we use to,
sit here for hours.
Looking up at the trees,
and how they towered over us.

I thought that maybe,
we weren't the same.
But turns out,
we all play love's game.

I held you and you held me,
it was magic.
But soon we drifted out of reach,
it was tragic.

We were meddling teenagers,
no surprises.
But thing fall down, crumble apart,
when we're left to our own devices.

I wouldn't say I hate you,
and I hope you don't hate me.
Things just didn't work,
and that's how it has to be.

How I wish we still,
had it all.
Not everything it meant to be,
some things must fall.

But next time,
you crumble down,
fall to the ground,
I will be there.

Next time,
you think it's the end,
and you need a friend,
I will be there.

Because although we are no longer one,
and although our time has come and gone,
I still believe in love after all,
and so I will be there.

I caught you,
in a glimpse of time.
I can't seem to find the photo,
half burnt in the fire.

Golden sky,
painted with fire.
I hear the voices,
in unison, like a choir.

Jump start my heart,
make me move.
We both know,
we have nothing to lose.

Take a photograph,
take one of me.
Then tear it apart,
and watch it bleed.

I know there's love,
I just don't know where.
I can see,
right through your stare.

Jump start my heart,
make me move.
I'm stalling out,
I'm yours to lose.

I found you standing there,
in the corner of a big room.
I could see in your eyes,
you were a flower ready to bloom.

You were ready to go,
ready to see the world.
You were all alone,
just another lonely girl.

Like the moon in the night sky,
so far from the stars.
You were in need of a friend,
to help heal the scars.

And so I reached out,
and you took my hand,
and we explored the high mountains,
and put our toes in the sand.

We ran through the valleys,
and flew through the sky.
We walked through the forest,
and laughed till we cried.

We looked up at the stars,
so far yet so close,
so big yet so small,
we wanted them all.

And so we became stars.

The flowers are wilting and so am I
Down, down, down into the unknown
Let's hope they like me there because I don't want to leave
As I'm falling I hear you calling out to me
"Sophia, I love you don't do this"
I don't stop to think
You are a waste of my time which I don't have much of
I wish you would say "Never mind"
A small tear forms and drops onto my cheek
Then suddenly it's been pouring rain for a week

If you think about it, it's sad,
how at the end of this charade,
we're buried in the ground,
and left there to decay.

We work so hard throughout our lives,
work to the bone,
just to be judged,
by a man on a throne.

But life's had me questioning recently,
what's real and what's a hoax.
Is the great beyond really real,
or a story handed down by old folk?

Because I sure hope that soldier,
that I saw buried today,
will go up to that great beyond,
and not lie there and decay.

I mean, after all,
he deserves it more than me.
He worked so hard, worked to the bone,
to support a family.

So God bless you, my grandfather,
for you, God waits.
Just promise you'll be the first to greet me,
at the pearly gates.