It was our choice to play these games

A vacant stare returned from eyes so lost,
one little choice turns to a vacancy of hope.
Blind with whatever high keeps you from feeling that low...

You choose,
you've chosen.
Your path, your life...

You know that life has more to offer then the ugly face thats so plain to see.

It's beautiful, if you capture it right.
Is it possible to mend a tattered soul?
Only in time does love return, i say without exchanging words...

But it's too late.
Time is too long.
and you don't have time to grow old.
That devil stare keeps glarin'
Empty yet stunning...

Self loathing seeps from your eyes like your eyes knew yourself better then you.

This life wasn't meant for you, you say without speaking.
But i beg to differ.

I'm glad i met you.
Were you real?
Because you've awakened my soul.
I feel the same as you ya know... most times i say without speaking.

But i must drift a little more towards a sunset i've only dreamt...

So after a mediocre existence of driving as fast as you can, you don't really fall, you slip away.
Your blues meet the sky's and you move on,
as you awake to reality.