A Running Start
by:
Pale Autumn
A Running Start
We built a wall. It was all that we made.
We filled it with hope and dreams that we shared.
And it’s time has come to crumble
And it’s ours to mend.
It’s a delicate ruse of a time well spent.
A running start, for a life of better days.
A key to the heart of shattered promises.
And there’s nothing etched in stone
Nothing is definite.
An hourglass turns along with your world.
The ground still shakes when the damage is done,
And the lies are innocent.
Our silence fades and so does your world
The sunset of a final day.
A running start, a life for better days
A running start, a life for better days
The ground still shakes when the damage is done,
And the lies are innocent.
Our silence fades and so does your world
The sunset of a final day.
This needle points north to the time , to the place I
call home.
On the outside of what’s inside a better day, I’d pay
for a better day.
Repeat.
