Sunday, July 3, 2011

Reality Is a Prison.

Deep inside,
we never know what's next,
we only know what we hide.
I've got my head in the game,
but my heart's in the sky.
A perfect little train-wreck,
I have to crash before I can fly.

Reaching,
reaching for the end of this story.
Falling,
falling toward a morning glory.
And crawling underneath,
underneath my skin,
underneath these scars.
I see my fate,
I see the world,
I see who we are.

Scattered there,
we fall apart.
All alone,
I can't see in the dark.

You took my hand,
you led me here.
I watched you disappear.
I've heard this story a hundred times,
It can't be mine.
I can't keep up,
I can't keep living this lie.

Hoping,
hoping for a better tomorrow.
Breaking,
breaking to the point where I can't fight any longer.

And crawling underneath,
underneath my skin,
underneath my scars.
I see my fate,
I see the world,
I see who we are.

Scattered there,
we fall apart.
All alone,
I can't see in the dark.

I see the girl,
the girl in the mirror.
She's different now,
She can see everything a little clearer.
She'll face the world,
with her head held high,
and her heart unfurled.
She has her answers now.

And crawling underneath,
underneath my skin,
underneath my scars.
I see my fate,
I see the world,
I see who we are.

Broken apart,
we sit in the dark.
All alone,
left with a burn mark.

We can't see in the dark.
Broken apart.