my cousin kirstin davis and daughter mira |
sad to look at your picture,i know il never see you again shattered my reason stupid excuses,blindly and endlessly greive what about tomarrow will it to be hollow,like the eyes of a deadman dont you think that i might let it go,or follow my misery to the undertow ive got enough regret ,and simply noone ive met,could grant a moments releif and in a shattered mirror oh how you can see it more clear, youl face that weather in fear,or somebody elses faith that you lean on it looses it substance from use,and eyes to see without heart to hear i nearly dug myself a grave,and that thought will always be my master sucks when thier is no soul to save,just one bitter master blaster sending you into a psychosis,where theres no pill only neurosis yes shadows of the damned eternally insane now isa this the cure that youve been longing for or just a smiling faint memory i cannot see the reflection it is a shell of what i was a man looking for a heart to greive or just a god in wich i could beleive,and though i feel you closely it was the dream then i knew you were gone,and though i feel you closely it was the dream then knew you were gone |