The sun sets
On all things
That fall
And fall they shall
We build
Invincible castles
In our mind
To watch them fall
Construct
A stone edifice
To my faults
And build it high
Drown me
At night
In the runoff
Of the downpour
Here comes the ghost of failures past
To put you in your place
What remains of your tattered self
Torn, ripped and lacking in shape
Here they come marching down towards you
Your fate etched onto their face
It's all over before ink hits page
Ink hits page
It's finally here and within your grasp
Burning half as bright to conserve its fuel
It's all over before ink hits page
Ink hits page
You've been left standing with results
A cavalcade of regrets and failures
It was all over before ink hit page
Ink hit page
I've caught you in a sun beam
Your prize: to be forgotten
Leave when you're ready
Meet you at the bottom
Meet you at the bottom
Meet you at the bottom