Pass by the bodies
On the way to salvation
A judgment free hand is
A last moment's elation
Tired eyes that never rest
Grow heavy when they're old
Unsure how to play these hands
But they're not one you fold
Keys that lead to a clearer view
Are keys that are obscured to you
I pass these keys
With a clear conscience
Should you try to take a chance
And entertain this romance
Or simply play a safer game
I'd try to give my best advice
But it simply all sounds the same
Looking for the bigger picture
But we only see the frame
Still I swear I'm much too tired
To say that it's a shame
I don't need a reason
To know I should change
I wear more reasons than I can count
But it still doesn't seem
To be a big enough amount
I don't trust the sentry
Who says their life
Was meant for me
It's just not a message
I can believe in
I don't know where to end
Or even begin
There's too many others
And no way this can be
Because of everyone
Who should care about me?
Pretend we might
But the truth still lingers
We've all got our reasons
But can't be delivered
From one more restless night
Hearts and minds alike alight
And everyone feels
Like they're being hunted down
But nobody knows
What they're running from
Giving up doesn't matter
It's just how you do it
No time for self reflection
When the mirror's shattered
Remember how they cried
Don't you feel so flattered?
To miss love
You must deserve it
Your heart fell
But no one heard it
And now it's gone
So we'll pay the price to understand
Fluctuating forever
Between acceptance
And an intolerance
For the person I face everyday
If I must suffer
To bring others joy
Then that's the way it should be
Sometimes I think
If I died tonight
Then it wouldn't bother me
So many hearts
Will never know the warmth
Of a love that's true
And a soul that's pure
Some paths were meant to be set
But for some it's simply too early
For us to know yet
You used to love me
But you hate me now
And I'll never forget what you did
But you can't undo it
So who cares?
To miss love
You must deserve it
Your heart fell
But no one heard it
And now it's gone
Hours are so long
Days are so short
We pay with our lives
But struggle to afford
The dream we borrowed
So the difference comes to
Nothing at all
Home is what I dream of
When I'm not there
But it's what I dream of when I am
That really scares me
(I mean, don't get me wrong
It's nice to dream big;
But let's get realistic...)