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