So I stay true to the things that take up all my time
But only to see that it has passed me by
And I have let so much rest on my shoulders
That anything I wanted to balance has fallen through
And it's too hard to find them, and pick them up again
And make them stand and make them see
And make them smile and make them breathe
And make sure their hearts beat
And make sure they can't get close to you.
For you'll push them off the edge
Waiting in front of the line, first to live
But first to die, first to fall so high.
And I know that everything will soon
Be thrown into the gap
Letting the empty spaces decide
Darkness, shadows are lurking within the gloom
Like poisoned petals drifting in their murky lust
Towards grey candles burning suicide.
The fire takes away the long lost dust
And now only wind, with nothing to make
Nothing to move, and nothing to break
Useless forces pulling on you and I
And without the change there can be no flowers' bloom.
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