Thursday, February 28, 2013

Troubles (Lyrics; kind of dark but I still hope to accompany it with a solid tune)

 It's the final stretch
Try to catch my breath
But the troubles keep taking me away

Thrown into tomorrow and forgetting about today
 But I know there's solace, I know I'll find a way

So tell me your still there
Tell me your the one, the man upstairs
So tell me, you still hear us
Tell me, you still answer our prayers

Approaching the finish line
But caught in the fog malign 
And the creatures still haunt these empty streets

Preaching their self worth
Preaching their faulty girth
And tearing me, carrying me away

So tell me, your still there
Tell me you still care
And tell me you will come down
And tell me I'm not lost and still found

It's hard to think about these empty streets 
It's hard to think there's more victory than lone defeats
It's hard to think theres still a way and that something as good as you is here to stay
I still got a lot to learn and my soul and heart yearns
For the wisdom of life to rise above rise above the strife

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