Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Reality

Sky full of stars
    But all I see are broken hearts
The wind's blowing leaves
    Like a whisper it says "too late"
The suns gone down
    leaving me in his darkness

Why can't the wind pick me up
    Carry me away
Why can't the rain fall on me
    Wash away this pain
Why can't the sun light up this world of mine
    Chase away the permanent nightmares

On top of a building I feel the wind blow
    Feeling like a feather
The cars rush below me, look at them go
    They don't care
That the city appears to go on forever
    No one stops just to stare

Take in all that's around you
    Before it's too late...
Don't let your sorrows drown you
    banish the hate... Too late
Forever becomes a reality
    When you feel loves cold embrace.

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