Sunday, October 30, 2011

Growing Pains

Growing Pains

What's a name
When in the darknes we all look the same
Holding candles, looking for the flame,
For the fire to chase the night away
As we wait for daylight to... break...?

What is life kept to ourselves,
Careful words composed?
It's a book upon the shelf, the story never told.

We are friends
Chasing photos of our happier days,
Clinging to the ones they can't erase.
Going on to find the perfect place
Where we can love each other.
We can find each other,
We can shape the world again!

Oh, What is life kept to ourselves,
Careful words composed?
It's a book upon the shelf, the story never told...
Pages turn and then unfold
To show us where we've been
As the signs along the road
To lead us home again.

I feel like I've been turned inside out.
I've come so far I can't turn around.
But I don't know the next steps to take
'Cause all you left were me and the growing pains.

WHAT IS LIFE kept to ourselves,
Careful words composed?
It's a book upon the shelf, the story never told...
Pages turn and then unfold
To show us where we've been
As the signs along the road
To lead us home again...
Oh, Oh..............

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