Honestly what will become of me I don't like reality It's way too clear to me But really is daily We are what we don't see We missed everything daydreaming
Flames to dust Lovers to friends Why do all good come to an end
Flames to dust to friends Why do all good things come to an end,come to an end,come to... Why do all good things come to an end,come to an end,come to... Why do all good things come an end,come to an end,come to...
Travelling I stop at exits Wondering if I'll stay Young and restless this way I stress less I want to pull away when the dream dies The pain sets it and I don't cry I only gravity and I wonder why
And the sun was wondering if it should stay away for a day until the feeling went away the clouds were dropping and the... The rain forgot how to bring salvation dogs were whistling a new tune barking at the new moon Hoping it would come soon so that they could die