I dream of a life
Where kids always smile...
Darkened silence, I cry out and my echo answers me...
I should not care, yet I'm burning inside...
I was born as a gift, a fruit of love
A tiny creature, blessed from above...
Art hands,
Man oh man how I enjoy these art hands...
Fairy tales are wrong,
Someone has to die...
When I look at you,
I see myself in your eyes...
Picking up the pieces of how my life once was
Pondering all the reasons of why the storm erupt...
There's always a little truth behind every single
"just kidding"...
I
The stars above the city aren't shimmering...
In a time long ago
when nature was bliss...
Have you noticed the green of the grass?
How it suffers through the seasons...
Don't fritter away an entire winter
staring out of your pensive window...