Are you the wind beneath the trees
or perhaps the figure in the dark...
She took another beating
that wasn't hers to take...
Dare you even choose
you challenge me to fight...
She feels broken beyond repair
filled with so much doubt...
Lines down my cheeks
hurt in my head...
He seemed to be in need
of something he couldn't obtain...
Your foot prints left behind
on the sand in which you've trod...
Caught the gleam in your eye
as i gazed upon your face...
In a world full of so many faces
I'd always felt i was all alone...
Seems like things just fell apart
i couldn't seem to lift my head...
The walls were torn, from which they stood
there was a battle, between bad and good...
*This includes the characters Johnny and Tommy...
merge our blood, sweat, and spit...