Broken Dreams
Forget all my broken dreams,
Forget the way the arrow streams,
Forget the photograph of silence.
Here within my memory
This is where you'll always be.
Deep inside my picture book of
Broken dreams.
This is wrong, no this is right
Is it day or is it night?
In the end what will you do?
Fear or fight?
Dressed inside my innocence
A broken child, of ignorance
And steady streams, of consciousness
Force fed to her in
Broken dreams.
Back in the shadows
There in the dark
Sounds of the long dead
Scream for release
Deep in the caverns dark
Locked in my broken heart
Rest all the photographs of
Broken Dreams
Forget the way the arrow streams,
Forget the photograph of silence.
Here within my memory
This is where you'll always be.
Deep inside my picture book of
Broken dreams.
This is wrong, no this is right
Is it day or is it night?
In the end what will you do?
Fear or fight?
Dressed inside my innocence
A broken child, of ignorance
And steady streams, of consciousness
Force fed to her in
Broken dreams.
Back in the shadows
There in the dark
Sounds of the long dead
Scream for release
Deep in the caverns dark
Locked in my broken heart
Rest all the photographs of
Broken Dreams