I feel sick...
Like a ripping of the essence.
What does it mean to love?
Does it make you a child, or a man?
Are we all just pawns i this horrific game of chess, really?
Where do you sapose the circle is trying to go?
Around ad around i the deep, black hole that is forever.
Wow, I sound emo!
Okay, let's try this again...
With little feet and little hands,
When no other understands.
With perfect eyes and soft, soft skin.
With many concepts of again.
I was then taken far away,
to watch you die,
Day by day.
Was it really bad, what I've done?
To never let you see the warming sun.
Or hear the waves crash on the rocks.
Or feel a lover's kiss?
Not it's time I said goodbye,
But all this time it seems to fly.
And it seems that I cannot lie.
Not to you, not to them, not to myself.
I wonder, even now.
Would you have danced under the stars,
like your father?
Or would you have sung amazing songs under the rain?
And again, and again.
I hurt myself when I forget,
And forever and ever,
I cry myself to sleep,
Because you never were.
Like a ripping of the essence.
What does it mean to love?
Does it make you a child, or a man?
Are we all just pawns i this horrific game of chess, really?
Where do you sapose the circle is trying to go?
Around ad around i the deep, black hole that is forever.
Wow, I sound emo!
Okay, let's try this again...
With little feet and little hands,
When no other understands.
With perfect eyes and soft, soft skin.
With many concepts of again.
I was then taken far away,
to watch you die,
Day by day.
Was it really bad, what I've done?
To never let you see the warming sun.
Or hear the waves crash on the rocks.
Or feel a lover's kiss?
Not it's time I said goodbye,
But all this time it seems to fly.
And it seems that I cannot lie.
Not to you, not to them, not to myself.
I wonder, even now.
Would you have danced under the stars,
like your father?
Or would you have sung amazing songs under the rain?
And again, and again.
I hurt myself when I forget,
And forever and ever,
I cry myself to sleep,
Because you never were.