I've been in touch with
The sound of silence
I've been to the edge
Sound of crashing waves
The sweet morning scent
The orange autumn leaves
Sound and scent, the wind it brings
Caressing life in its gentle breeze
But life is not what it used to be
Changes, and more decisions
Now i have to make
A crushing feeling deep in me
No longer know where i stand
Or what i want to be
Think i'm on the verge of breaking down
Tell me where solace can be found
Help me understand what makes the world go round
I need an answer that is sound
I've been in touch with
The sound of silence
I've been to the edge
Sound of crashing waves
The sweet morning scent
The orange autumn leaves
Sound and scent, the wind it brings
Caressing life in its gentle breeze
Think life is making fun of me
Trials, and more tribulations
Now i cannot flee
These thoughts are overwhelming me
No longer know who i am
Or where i'm gonna be
Think i'm on the verge of breaking down
Tell me where solace can be found
Help me understand what makes the world go round
I need an answer that is sound
Saturday, August 2, 2008
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