James William Joshua Hall, Bristol |
Feeling snow upon your face,
as into the storm you run and chase...
Here we march, this day come now
fulfilling our oath, carrying out our vow...
I am your shadow
I've been watching you...
To find you i had to travel
and travel far i did...
Nice guys always finish last,
they're the ones living in the past...
I truly hate my life
what a godforsaken mess...
Open me up, jump, dive.
Look around while your inside...
You push me away, when you should let me in
Don't listen to the Whorl, cut out the din...
I want an infinite time to spend with everyone I know and knew, time is all I want to give and its the one thing I don't have enough of. |
We are leaves on a tree. |
If we're not there for others , |