How does it feel. When you have it all?. How can you live. With nothing at all?. . Where do you run?. Where do you go?. The holes in your truth. Are starting to show?.
I am waiting on a mountaintop. For the moment that the sky will strike. My apologies are forever lost. Soon to ashes in a flash of light. . Miles away from me.
Gotta sung a song, and it goes like this. . Somewhere the time was right, could have been gone in ten. This world is hard to fight, hitting you once, hit it again.
In my perfect isolation. I can stay here for a while. Antidotes and revelations. Just extend my own exile. . Wasting away. The world's right in front of me.