waking every morning
to the sound of your heart beating
every single second drags away
with the pressure of necessity
and as the silence falls away
and the world wakes to join you
consciousness seems such a burden
and all the thoughts you had
return to haunt the spreading light of life
as shadow rises instead of the dawn
and the faces you thought you recognized
are blurry trails of forget
to the sound of your heart beating
every single second drags away
with the pressure of necessity
and as the silence falls away
and the world wakes to join you
consciousness seems such a burden
and all the thoughts you had
return to haunt the spreading light of life
as shadow rises instead of the dawn
and the faces you thought you recognized
are blurry trails of forget