These dreams pass before our closed eyes...
Waiting to show us the deep dark surprise..

The uncertainty of the reality in which we're placed
and with all this struggle we've faced..

Lost dreams and aspirations litter the path..
and we're the lost one's who can't do the math..

We've pastured in the dreams of the past
and held onto that dream that just wouldn't last...

Grasping into the memories for a place to dwell
while we're ruining your present heaven for a mourning hell..

Caged in our mentally created misery and pain
while we dwell in the land of storms and rain..

Never to look to the bright future life might hold,
just buying this heartbreak that we got sold..

So maybe life won't be the same, but it goes on
but you don't know what love is, until it's gone..

01/12/2002

Posted on 01/12/2002
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