Ashes and promises share a bond

Through the winds of change

Words are blown away

When visions that should be

Are tattooed in your mind

The power to let go

Is sometimes hard to find 



The answer cannot be found

In the writing of others

Or the words of a trained mind

In a precious world of memories

We find ourselves confined 



Claws so razor sharp

Ripping at the spirit 



Promises a potential to hurt

Is anything real? 

When forever is to be until

Deep inside, in the world of empty words... 

No escaping from those haunting

empty words... 



Do you ever feel it? 

A craving that is so strong

To by thought rewind in order to find 



Expectations that shined through the doubt

That soon would turn into the price

Of what a word will be worth

When tomorrow comes

To be and we are left

Standing on our own -

And seeing what is real... 



The answer cannot be found

In the writing of others

Or the words of a trained mind

In a precious world of memories

We finds ourselves confined 



Claws so razor sharp

Ripping at the spirit 



Promises a potential to hurt

Is anything real? 

When forever is to be until

Deep inside, in the world of empty words... 

No escaping from those haunting

empty words...