Hey, Mr.Jack .
He lays awake as the clock ticks past midnight...
Slow the dove,
Of freedom's wings...
Don't be afraid to speak your mind,
Because you are running out of time...
Melodies hidden away
Spread your wings..fly...again...
Come and see a shattered city,
it shines of broken dreams...
*not my usual style*
Each stanza (except the first) describes a event...
I have my problems, and so do you,
we all will screw up, in the things we do...
A relationship bound by the court,
two parents yearning to abort...
If Egypt should pronounce me dead,
Then let me walk amongst the tombs...
Sometimes life is good
at times it may be bad...
The world is dying
going corrupt...
Calm After the Storm
Sitting in my bedroom...