I find that all it takes, A strike to start the fire, I find that all it takes is just a strike to start the fire I stand there mesmerized, Right before
Lead us into this world so cold The sign of the gods are within your own Are you searching for impossible dreams? Can you believe in what your eyes have
When I'm driving down the road I want to feel the speed I push my machine to the max, This is what I need My fingers gripping, grip so tight, My foot
I'm entertained by the tales from shadows Shot of life in a blinding light Whispering through the ghostly windows Telling me that there is no fright
The minstrel sat upon the edge Of the brightly lighted stage Every member of the court was there From the beggar to Arch-Mage They crowded in to hear
The days of my indecision Has brought me the ways of concern Your message is building the walls around me I'm trying my best not to fall And trouble
The ones who were lost Have become all our heroes For those who are left Left here behind Believing they'd return The morning that they woke Not knowing
eyes That's open wide, like a mirror The strips are cut with leather Deepens her wounds much more The sadness so deep the tears never fall Now forced
A little closer, just look in my eyes Start noticing all of the signs Such deep affliction, you want to know why? I'm changing face all of the time You
[Clayton C. Cooper's Intro: "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"] Only the child sleeps with a conscience that is clear Closes his eyes, drifting away without
Slowly as your falling there Right before my eyes Seconds till the end Taking every ounce of energy that's left Just to make amends So pathetic as it
Content with crooked justice Backs against the wall Running every way he can, finds a way avoids the fall Always in the wrong place Never one that's right
I have but, only one thing to say Not in the place that I wish to stay I knew from the time that I seen her face Nothing was said as I felt her embrace
From a distant shadow I stepped out to the light Amazed by shapes before me Tried with all my might Focus on whets happening I think I might be dead
In the mouths of Hungry children Still they have hope in thier minds Whispering amongst the others What is left to leave behind We can feel, like we have
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Choices that we have made All the roles we have played Different worlds that we're passing through Paths they twist and they turn Every bridge that we
It happens to the best, This he cannot change But most of all was His intentions weren't that strange He says he's only human, no one ever knows It's