Answer the calling and listen. Hopelessly falling and wishing. Sputtering, stalling my mission. Bringing my dreams to fruition. Intuition, split decision, fostered vision, burning out. Is our life like a rail road track? Are we stuck upon a single route?
What's it all about? Are we stuck within a vicious cycle? Round and around in a circle, clapping our hands like disciples. Praying hard, hope is gone. Bloody, scarred we've just begun. The end will come for everyone as surely as the setting sun.
So go ahead, try to run. Gain some ground with every mile. Wait another second. Would that second be worth the while?
The memory, the proper style. Marching forth in single file. No paper to cheat off of. Walking blind into a lifelong trial.
Multiple choice, true or false. Closing doors, moving walls. Take the time, learn to crawl.
Have I made the right decisions? Who even knows? Our hearts still thrive and grow although we're living life like we're in slow mo.
Never ready for the worst. Sure enough.
Life is fast and it hurts. It's all a part of growing up.
Take a hit. Live and learn. They are only cigarette burns.
Raise your head. You got to hold it up.
Cigarette burns that's all they are. Searching for answers. Lost and found. Precious moments fed to flame. Let it all burn straight to the ground.
The ashes left are deep within. Know that the fire only burns until you put it out.
and now the hardest part is over. Left only with a scar. The scar will fade as time goes by, no matter who you are.
So don't you count stars and make a wish. Focus on where you're at.
No sense left in wasting time dwelling in the past.
Listen to the sounds of another day because you never can tell which way the wind blows. A life will age just like the seasons. Lost so easy in the snow.
Raise your head up with strength and conviction. No more hoping or wishing of better states and conditions.
Now you can make a choice. Stand up tall. Clear your blurry sight. One life is all you get in this world so try to live it right.
Everything we hold dear is held close internal, eternally. Helpless, hoping til finally when the final moment draws near. No one knows but we're bound to be proud and free until destiny fails to breathe.
The things in life that make us whole and the things that we can't forget. I say we love it but it's gone too quick, just like a cigarette burned out.
And now the ashes scatter. All that's left behind is pain. Memories end and fade too fast, held precious all the same no doubt.