I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be and unwanted weed.. Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember...you.. . Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me, once again, hope I died for the last time..
I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be and unwanted weed.. Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember...you.. . Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me, once again, hope I died for the last time..
I was raised from a broken seed, I grew up to be and unwanted weed.. Ever faster the time exceeds me, little harder again to remember...you.. . Held a torch for you, when lightning stroke me, once again, hope I died for the last time..
Broken, why concede?. Broken, crumbling with grief. Broken, I don't believe you're broken. . You've given up, turned it in on yourself now. Not inward out but outward in.
Behind these eyes and their colourfull lustre. Hides a place of shades and dim. By no winds dark clouds can be driven. My silent grief will never be heard.