What do you do when the past is no longer past and the present begins to hold no meaning? How do you find time for the memories of yesterday?
Traveling along this road seemed certain.
Following my heart felt right.
It helped me get through even the darkest night.
Now it seems I no longer have the might.
This night is cold and it surrounds me.
There is no way out, no way to find my yesterday.
Memories to long forgotten, can not be reclaimed.
I spend my time assuming my role.
I am but one person on this planet.
I am but one less, this time one less than whole.
Somehow the words are no longer comforting.
Somehow life took it away from me.
Viewing out on the path ahead of me everything is in it's place.
It's all there, but there's no longer a name or face.
How do we find time to remember what we have forgotten?
How do you stop others from the pain inside?
There exists miracles, but how do you get them in time?
Faceless dreams and words unspoken,
hopes and fears and hearts left broken.
It seemed so certain, this road I traveled.
Now it seems so broken,
Left untraveled, on this road I stand alone.
Slowly everyone is taken.
What seemed so certain now seems mistaken.
How do I face this road alone?
The only way left no longer feels right.
How can I do this without you by my side?
The road winds, twists, and turns,
Yet you tell me I'm strong enough
This shouldn't burn, but how it burns.
Trusting my heart I continue on.
Until eventually everything is gone.
I stand alone, no one to hear me cry.
I stand alone, no one to see me die.
My heart is ripped and my soul is torn.
I thought you said I could go it alone.
I am strong, or so it seems,
but I must confess, an awakening?
There is no more strength for me.
Only enough to make you believe.
The path I travel seems so broken,
It's as though we have never spoken
I find a glimpse of sun to hold.
And again before I know it all turns cold.
This certainty has not been left for me.
I turn around in hopes to see
what I left, what I need.
And there's no one there.
No one to care for me.
I hold my head up high and I push,
Trying to make it though this,
Still striving for a day,
when less pain came my way.
How do I stop it?
How do you see?
Slowly there is nothing left in me.
I travel this road alone,
I continue to push and fight
for what it is my heart finds right.
I no longer know, how it came to be
how this road left only me.
The advice I know comes down to this,
All we can do is hope and wish,
to find ourselves amongst all this.
I push and I strive for those dreams left unknown,
I push and I strive not to be alone.
Traveling along this road seemed certain.
Following my heart felt right.
It helped me get through even the darkest night.
Now it seems I no longer have the might.
This night is cold and it surrounds me.
There is no way out, no way to find my yesterday.
Memories to long forgotten, can not be reclaimed.
I spend my time assuming my role.
I am but one person on this planet.
I am but one less, this time one less than whole.
Somehow the words are no longer comforting.
Somehow life took it away from me.
Viewing out on the path ahead of me everything is in it's place.
It's all there, but there's no longer a name or face.
How do we find time to remember what we have forgotten?
How do you stop others from the pain inside?
There exists miracles, but how do you get them in time?
Faceless dreams and words unspoken,
hopes and fears and hearts left broken.
It seemed so certain, this road I traveled.
Now it seems so broken,
Left untraveled, on this road I stand alone.
Slowly everyone is taken.
What seemed so certain now seems mistaken.
How do I face this road alone?
The only way left no longer feels right.
How can I do this without you by my side?
The road winds, twists, and turns,
Yet you tell me I'm strong enough
This shouldn't burn, but how it burns.
Trusting my heart I continue on.
Until eventually everything is gone.
I stand alone, no one to hear me cry.
I stand alone, no one to see me die.
My heart is ripped and my soul is torn.
I thought you said I could go it alone.
I am strong, or so it seems,
but I must confess, an awakening?
There is no more strength for me.
Only enough to make you believe.
The path I travel seems so broken,
It's as though we have never spoken
I find a glimpse of sun to hold.
And again before I know it all turns cold.
This certainty has not been left for me.
I turn around in hopes to see
what I left, what I need.
And there's no one there.
No one to care for me.
I hold my head up high and I push,
Trying to make it though this,
Still striving for a day,
when less pain came my way.
How do I stop it?
How do you see?
Slowly there is nothing left in me.
I travel this road alone,
I continue to push and fight
for what it is my heart finds right.
I no longer know, how it came to be
how this road left only me.
The advice I know comes down to this,
All we can do is hope and wish,
to find ourselves amongst all this.
I push and I strive for those dreams left unknown,
I push and I strive not to be alone.
