a fall is still a fall, though the years i have wasted was never enough
through this hard brick wall, i can only hope sooner, i met this decay
and everything caves into a cold, dead grey
the loves we preserved, the lives we consumed
the sunrise never fails to remind how empty were our words
graze my knees and scrape my feet, i will walk the next miles
my guard help up high, the past i still cannot deny
its existence in every shake from every step that i take
to the soles of my feet, nostalgia from whats far away
whats ahead looks pretty weak, oh for heaven’s sake, let this be the last one
now there’s nothing left
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