The Fall

by Wake   Apr 22, 2008


Colors on black
never seem to change their shade
Seem lost in my failure.
I wonder if I'm ever gonna change my ways
or the memories inside of me.
.I threw away my broken wings
.And your thoughts shaped me
.But now i feel my hand is fused from everything
.I feel I am my fate.

And now you turn your back on me
when my world is waiting too bleed
Dressed in the darkness , I can see you watching me fall
And i hope you hear me scream
through your fragmented dreams
So you know I'll be the one to pull you off this wall.

Welcome my friend,
Welcome to the end.
Here misery is your saviour
No matter how much you change
or try to re-arrange
Walls fall back, piece by piece.
.Can you not hear the night stop to sing?
.And your thoughts break me
.As i retire slowly into my dreams
.I feel you are my fate.

And now you turn your back on me
when my world is waiting to bleed
Dressed in the darkness, still I can see you watching me fall
And I hope you hear me scream
through your fragmented dreams
So you know , I'll be the one to pull you off this wall

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Written by Wake

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