Word from the guitarist

[lostallmotive]

I'm back and writing lyrics now. watch out. i just might pick up a banjo. anways:

Tears falling in your coffin
of a long lost friend.
Last hero dying beofre the bitter end.
Who will never save us now
from the darkness within.
A modest man a modest end.
So we say our goodbyes
to our long lost friend
once yet again.
Lying cold there on a metal slab
we coudn't predict this heart attack
that took this friend away.

So I'll go on
and pretend, pretend
that you were never there.
Just another reason for
me to forget everything I am.
So I can end up like this
(so broken hearted)

So I guess ignorance is bliss
or so they say
guess the joke's on me
Better off not knowing.
Feel the hot tears streaming.
A son without a father
Mother without a son
And so the modest hero falls.
Feeling so frustrated
to express the feelings
And so within myself the darkness falls.

So I'll go on
and pretend, pretend
that you were never there.
Just another reason for
me to forget everything I am.
So I can end up like this
(so broken hearted)

Goodbye...
To the modest mentor I once knew
Feeling the pain go right on to
Goodbye...
To the feelings i once had.
So we can lose another life
so we can feel so empty.
But only two more months
Before summer comes around.

first attempt.