It was a million,
miles away from here.
A soft sound,
but enough to make its reach.
To spark to the fire,
no one was around here.
A dull sound
what is it supposed to mean?
I try to go about my life
Looking for answers to questions,
that fill my mind.
Sometimes it annoys me so,
but it remains a mystery.
Why do I try to live my life?
I had the best mind screaming to shut my proscenia.
Headed down to Georgia to find what was left of you.
A winter cold soul and a jet black smile.
I had the best mind screaming to shut my proscenia.
Headed out of town to find you in a sanatorium
A winter cold soul and a jet black smile.
You said you’d make it worth the while.
There’s a constant yelling,
just enough to pick out my ears.
It’s so far,
but close enough to reach.
A paranoia,
to fill up the rest of me.
I fell down,
I was so close to see.
I’ve been reaching for all that is worth.
In a hotel screaming to form a curse.
Why is it that it’s lazy,
enough to drive me crazy?
I guess I will never know.
