Wake up in a paradise that the world had forgotten
Matching the floral patterns on dresses of those...

Breathe in all the things you cannot have,
Offending, descending, everything, to nothing...

By chris Rodriguez
From the brightest light...

Packing up my things I'm ready to go
Piece by piece, and year by year...

Well the years have grown shorter
And promises I made, unclear though unforgotten...

When I wake up so early
I get the feeling and it's sinking...

Come to decide what needs to change
To lock on whats beyond range...

Mother holds her child close
Child cries but he doesn't know...

Like a painful sugar rush
It travels down your spine...

With my back to the floor
I've lived my short years...

This tide is slowly rising up
Taking me back down...

Universal balance isn't ever going to kick in
Knew it never can...