but where is forward
from here?
i've found this trail,
but i can't shake the fear.
i'm done.
let's go.
i've got this list
i like to keep.
most see it as
a dirty little joke,
but i've got this
list and i keep it
steady.
write them down,
scratch them off.
death and life.
life and hate.
i like to take them
deep, where
i know they
can't swim.
around the other side
of the sun,
where i know they
can't swim.
it's sad that i
know my place,
where i belong,
and where my
belongings are home,
and you are lost.
apparently lost,
as you can't seem
to keep your mouth
from losing things
that it should have
in a vault somewhere.
a vault of ice,
because the warmth is gone.
here's your confirmation.
because i don't mind
what you think about me
when i'm walking away.
if you can see the drops
of aether dripping
from my hair,
well at least
somebody knows
they're there.
and if i lose your
name like ray singh's letter,
as it flies in the wind
and i fall to my death,
then there your name
will go.
goodbye and good day,
just tell me your name
again in the
morning.
dreams are drifting,
misunderstood,
but the side of me
you should see
just isn't as good.
this list keeps changing
like the list of fate,
name after name,
one for the other.
death's deal,
and you took it.
you took it.
so here i have this trail,
and this trail is all i have.
a new life, with new faces,
and a new life for you.
i lost quite a bit of respect
for you just tonight.
just tonight.
so here i have this trail,
and i'm going to make
something of it.
something, indeed.
i've never been one
to walk alone,
but it's time to take
the lead.
sometimes what you
want shadows
what you need.
i never let myself
go with the wind,
but past this fear,
i feel so free.
goodnight to you,
i lay you to rest.
close your eyes
and dream your dreams.
it's on to the next.
now is never,
and tomorrow is never-ending.
we are not the same.
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