In the end you know the life we live | |
Lays out on a grid | |
Point out peaks and curves | |
Down we spin | |
As I look upon my future self | |
I see a kind of hell | |
The parts I've tried to save | |
Are the ones I'll sell | |
As I age I see a dying light | |
In all our hopes and sacrifice | |
With one last gasp and a late embrace | |
The breath it took is the breath I take | |
I fight | |
With open eyes | |
Forced on the sun | |
My life | |
Will take a while | |
To hollow | |
They take my eyes last | |
With every new strike | |
I forget my past |