Thursday, 01 May 2008
The suns never shining
just over the horizon,
waiting for you or waiting for me;
There's heavy clouds,
so black and gray,
waiting for us to greet the day.
Walk this world alone,
Down cracked and shattered city streets -
lost souls around every corner,
and enough broken dreams to fill the void.
There's no brighter future
waiting in the wings for you or me;
No sunrise to greet us down roads gold-paved,
Just a misty morning sunrise,
burning bleakly, shimmering off last night's tears.
Nightime rules the soul,
and the seasonal changes deep within -
just turmoil and disaster everywhere you look.
Nothing has to make sense,
when a winter wind blasts through your soul,
breaking apart your dreams,
and shattering your ice-cold heart.
Staring at these lonely midnight stars,
there's nothing out there waiting to pick me up;
Nothing divine with me in it's mind,
Just an empty black sky mirroring every broken dream.