So it's been weeks and I can't help but stop
Will we see the day when the trees that we
Winding roads and wrong turns
With the flip of a coin
Call me the song beating in your heart,
The needles mark,
i can't believe what i see,
it's so unreal the way
I'll hold my tongue,
There has been enough double talk to
Please tell me how we did this
We got ourselves into
If these walls had words
I'd fear the things they'd say
When did life assume the shape of a TV screen,
A
Enough pictures drawn in the sand
Of everything we wish we'd
Love is a word so overused, it's become a path
No, this has gone far enough
When mouths run fast, fists
Hollowed out, we've watched months erase the memories of years
It's
We are the generation lost
Buried below your reasons
We are the
For all our shattered hopes and trying times,
Anchor's weight on
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