I hear the echoes of my dreams;
these terrible things still haunting me.
Hear the screaming - crying prayers;
the taunting lyrics of dying cares.
They tell me the words of the wise, the ill, and faint
but they dont use their blood to paint.
My pain is wrtten, shown, and spoken
My body, soul, and mind; all broken.
My fingers are reaching the rich red clouds,
Sticthing up the fallen shrouds.
With my my hair in my eyes,
I stare down the rain, up in the pitch black skies...
cant seem to escape it, because it is me
I only want to make this clear, so you can see.
This is now me...Althought its not what I desire.
I am quickly losing life\'s passionate fire
My hope for living this life has deminished.
Yet there are so many things left unfinished..
I want to hold you in my arms once more,
just before I close this chapter\'s door.
My mind is tearing apart, and I feel it...
But know that I wont give up. That I wont quit...
Only one thing is clear tonight...
Open your eyes, see with my sight.
You were everything to me, so I tried.
to trust my heart, that night I cried..
But I want you happy, and this is how it will be..
I see that you\'ll only be happy, without me.
So now that you\'re happy, and finally free,
I hope now you\'ll remember me...
For I\'ll always remember, you where the first to see my stars...
you where the one, who looks beyond the scars...
