To the passage of time, you waste

To the passage of time, you waste to an old idea that lives in you to that vivid imagination that still burns to your dream that lives on there will come a day, when eventually it runs out- to the passage of time you waste rejoice in moment of levity that lives within to your heart that feels heavy to your soul that is crushed in burden of your own weight walk close and steadily to that litted room every step, each one, you take your crushed soul, in moment of truth you; will nearly break - to an old idea that lives in me to my vivid imagination that still burns to that forgetful dream that lives on, the passage of time I wasted this pains that drains my heart this hopeless soul that is crushed I rejoice in moment of levity that completes me. to live in burden of failure exhausted; I still dream I bath in my old ideas, i may never reach I shower in fabricated imagination my soul ashamed, will surely endure. - Let's create something new Let's abandon all of our fantasies Let's work to achieve our dreams Let's walk, on a new path each and every step we take this time, we learn through the the passage of time, we will learn to live again this crushed soul will burn again