Music is my
soul...

Behind there well told lies
I see the hate filled eyes...

Memories fade
pictures get torn...

There you go your going for good
maybe we didn't say all we could...

50 feet Intel the ground
ill bow my head soon to jump down...

Holding on to these dreams
watching in a world of imperfection...

If I could write what I think
I would never post the result...

A pen held high
she rights her song...

A smile will plaster
across this girls face...

Still I try
despite this look...

You can always smile
and hold on to hope...

Here I stand
with silent tears...