I sewed it up Stitched all these dead end streets

Into the sewn up seams of my heartstrings unwind(unwound)

Like a petal pulled from an open flower.

Surrounds by fields where children sign but don't make a sound and don't



Break it off

This searching for what we may never find

And that says it all.

I hope that we will make it through..



All the good times that past and all the friends we lose in a lifetime on our way.



Here in this life we seem so lost.

On this side of brightness we don't know where to go.



I hope that we can make it

Through this night.