Burnt out.
Everything I loved -I sacrifice...

Hear your call
I grab my trainers from the rack...

On wings of gold,
Broken and left alone...

Where are you now?
The end isn’t as fun as the start...

She sits alone, in her room,
A cup of coffee in her cold hands...

The last time that I saw you,
Was on Friday...

I’m the landslide that rests above your...
Just waiting for a reason to let go...

The air’s dry; the ground crunches beneath...
The West Side of a suburban city...

I know that life goes on,
I know that yours is gone...

From the other side
If you can hear me...

T ime seems to have dragged too long
H appy memories are gone...

I can’t make it on my own?
You don’t know where I have been...