The child is grown. The dream is gone
Looking into their eyes, I see them running, too
Hello Darkness, my old friend
I have seen the writing on the wall
'Til there was nothin' left to burn and nothin' left to prove
You shout and no one seems to hear
I know just when to face the truth
Mother do you think she's good enough for me?
Emotions on the surface of my skin
Everything under the sun is in tune
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fishbowl year after year
All we do crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Now there's a look in your eyes like black holes in the sky
Man, I swear that these are long nights
Walking in your footsteps
Now I've got that feeling once again
No comments:
Post a Comment