We all have our faults... |
Do you ever see the crosses on the side of the road The tokens of a loved ones death Representing a heart break The loss of lifes breath Have you ever been too a funeral Watched as tears were shed All dressed in black How ironic it is that the crowd is more dead Have you gave your heart away Opened up to what you thought was great Then get broken in two And buried under hate Have you ever hidden among the shadows Been silent when you wanted to scream Wondered why your reality was a nightmare Why you could never wake from the dream Have you seen something terrible Bad enough to want to be blind Been dealt fates hand Wanting to rewind Have you made too many mistakes To count them with the fingers on your hand Do you feel your already the walking dead Or that you are slowly slipping beneath the quicksand Does the sun not shine anymore Can you see the stars Or only the darkness of the night Opening long ago made scars We all have a story We each hold a secret We each have an addiction Yet don’t really need it Close your eyes Do you see your shames reflection Or that of peace That of a learned lesson Forgivness is easy to give To forget is to erase But that of our failed attempts Is not a arms race Stop falling and rise Remember the times when you saw the light Leave the demons of your mistakes And follow the path that seems so much more bright |