Hold back the tears after those words
were spoken, look to the sky to see the
silver line is broken. Twilight is spilling
we cannot stop it now; even if we could,
I doubt that we would know how.
During this hour we forget how to lie,
so now those who care cannot look into
our eyes. Afraid to get caught in that
horrible stare, forever trapped in a world
thats not theirs.
Even if the blame could be put on ones
shoulders, we can breathe now knowing
that its all over. Hold in a shudder, blink
back the tears, take comfort in knowing
we are going to stay here.
This is our story, our own to tell. Break
through the glass with a powerful yell.
Scream out your problems, problems
shrouded in black. Do not even look
forwards, just keep going back.
