andreasrydell

As we try to see into the future, we live in the past
We try our best to adapt ourself to others while we try to be different
As I saw you there, lieing there, I saw a bright future in front of my eyes and a black and horrifying past
I wanted to get close enough to you to tell you about the future, but you turned to stone in front of my eyes
As I looked upon your body of stone I realized that my future is pitch black and my past was the bright light I had seen
Now I walk the streets, looking though the illusion of mankind.
There is no future, only a past


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The day is gone.
Here is the night
Old days has faded to gray
an left is the black
Here we stand, in the cold dark night
wishing we could live in the past

When we look back at the old days
We remember that we were lucky to have eachother
Now I'm sitting with your dead body in my knee, Crying
Crying for you and for us
I couldn't forsee what was coming or happening
All went wrong and now you're gone.

I will live on
night after night
wandering and wandering
Without my companion
I still got some things of you left in me
Reminds me of the days we had

I will live on
without knowing what will come