standing alone
you shout at the night
while the stars up above
let go of their light
searching for meaning
facing the foe
reflection the reasons
we have nowhere to go
chorus
some existence
what do we really know
we are all faces
in a motion picture show
call it a feeling
a roll of the dice
we're all going home
after the fight
out of proportion
perceived from within
running a race
where some lose and some win
No comments:
Post a Comment