A Box of Shadows

Those words were painfully written And it won’t make any different For you can’t stop those tears Or face your deepest fear You let your tears turned bone-dry How pathetic, you let yourself live in a lie The woods are lonely, crying in his sleep Shivering for love that he instantly needed Broken wings, broken soul Coz’ life is a conditional crime Time in here is flat and outright You let your life come undone You got questions inside of you So practical nothing illogical If you can breathe the air of forgiveness Then you finally found the path you’re willing to go No time to rebuild than to fight The dream is waiting for us to be found Mend your wings, cured your soul Coz’ life is a line of a chronicle