October
Thursday 17 June 2010 photo 2/3
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The mystery of death before us.
Soon every night can bring the light,
And close my eyes...
Sometimes life in here's too limiting.
Sometimes we don't care at all.
Sometimes...
Time will change the familiar face.
Brightest colors fade to gray.
The fear is real, one winter's day
Brings the clarity.
I feel that time is catching up with us.
How many days until its hunger is satisfied?
Living the final golden days.
We are the last amazing grays,
Hoping the young will lead the pack now.
I can feel my heart is beating, still.
I can see you with my eyes.
I still see...
But I can't run the way my children can,
Can't accept the helping hand.
Leave me...
Soon every night can bring the light,
And close my eyes...
Sometimes life in here's too limiting.
Sometimes we don't care at all.
Sometimes...
Time will change the familiar face.
Brightest colors fade to gray.
The fear is real, one winter's day
Brings the clarity.
I feel that time is catching up with us.
How many days until its hunger is satisfied?
Living the final golden days.
We are the last amazing grays,
Hoping the young will lead the pack now.
I can feel my heart is beating, still.
I can see you with my eyes.
I still see...
But I can't run the way my children can,
Can't accept the helping hand.
Leave me...
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