Final Dawn

Looking out my bedroom window off into the setting sun wishing on tears to stop flowing and to you that I could run I stare aimlessly at the falling star-shine where once held our hopes and dreams now I am almost blinded from her ever piercing beams I always feared growing old and dying alone but that concern is long forgot I have already died a thousand deaths so come give me one last shot It's well past the stroke of midnight but I'm afraid to close my eyes there's nothing left to hold on to for all my dreams have died The end is rapidly approaching the chance for redemption has come and gone I'll be searching for no tomorrows as I await the final dawn