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1994-04-14 - 4:00 a.m. - life goes on it’s a game, that people play say life goes on, we go our way I wish mine would come to stay like a plane stuck in a holding pattern I’ve been circling for so long I feel like I’m just flying on fumes there’s no breath left for this song I don’t know how I go on singing sometimes feel I’ve already died I pulled my head out of the sand just to find everybody lied it’s a very lonely ride so life goes on, or so they say it’s just a game, that people play yes life goes on, or so I’m told but in the end, it just gets old like a moon too lost in it’s rotation ‘round a planet too far from the sun the cold night doesn’t seem to end the day chance never begun and I am blinded by a light that no one else can see for it’s a light burning inside the soul of love in me the love alone in me and life goes on, or so it goes whatever, who knows yes life goes on, that’s what they say I just wish mine would start today oh life goes on, or so they say but what I really want to know is who are they...
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