Like a flower,
Wilting away through winter.
Where has the time gone,
To what extent should it be unearthed?
Pondering questions, seeking salvation.
Wilting away through winter.
Where has the time gone,
To what extent should it be unearthed?
Pondering questions, seeking salvation.
People I had known since I were but a seed,
Tagging along, dreaming of bigger and better things.
Promising dreams, without ever doubting their creed,
The thoughts are troublesome, poison bearing stings.
Tagging along, dreaming of bigger and better things.
Promising dreams, without ever doubting their creed,
The thoughts are troublesome, poison bearing stings.
Like a flower wilting away in the winter,
The petals bloomed in the days of youth.
As the seasons go by, winds spread a splinter,
Now those days have fallen apart through individual.
The petals bloomed in the days of youth.
As the seasons go by, winds spread a splinter,
Now those days have fallen apart through individual.
These are the days of remembrance,
Times held dear, forever concealed.
Times held dear, forever concealed.
Is it faulty to point the blame,
Subjugated to our own ends.
Stuck inbetween the crosshairs of the past,
Driven by ideals guided towards a future.
Those days are gone but their place inside of me,
Are forever locked in place.
Driven by ideals guided towards a future.
Those days are gone but their place inside of me,
Are forever locked in place.
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