Symphony of Their Songs
I began to get lost,
in those eyes again.
But your interrupting lies,
Bring me back to life.
I'm torn between what was,
And is,
And is to be.
Although i don't know
What is to be,
to be our future.
We play the instruments,
That string together,
The notes of our fate.
The debate of who we are to be,
Together or forever apart.
Life continues to move on.
Through the winter storms,
Against the warm fires,
Or in the blizzard outside.
We'll make the choice,
To be alone
Or to join alongside,
The symphony of of their songs.
Oh, life its a broken
And fault filled road.
And you are the one,
The one that makes it all this way
To blame you alone,
Would be a sin.
So ill throw the rest on my shoulders
again.
Life continues to move on.
Through the winter storms,
Against the warm fires,
Or in the blizzard outside.
We'll make the choice,
To be alone
Or to join alongside,
The symphony of of their songs.
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