Cat's in the cradle

Cat's in the cradle, 8 april 2015

Termoil

The brightness of daylight highlights my fears
The mask I wear might be revealed

The darkness of night brings dread
The shadow puppets play memories from my head

The wisdom of time reek havok on my mind
So cruel and unkind I need to unwine


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Cat's in the cradle

Cat's in the cradle, 8 april 2015

Drifting

My tortured mind sores through the sky
Sarching the ground for a safe place to land
Once on the ground I can't seem to stand

My mind spins with constant confusion
I wonder around like a drifter
Knowing not where to go

As I look to the future I cannot forget the past
I try to fly again but constantly fall to the ground
Like a flightless bird I can only dream of what used to be


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Cat's in the cradle

Cat's in the cradle, 8 april 2015

Who am I

Raindrops hide my tears
Songs on the radio play my fears

I know I'm not the first
It feels like the worst

My heart is about to bust
I am forever cursed


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