I don't think you'd walk a thousand miles in my shoes..
I don't think you truely understand until you've been through this..
Conclusion:
Life is like a nine, it’s cocked and loaded. But you are surprised, when you pull the trigger and find out the clip is already dry.
So what now? Those few seconds of eternity change your life, you grasp what isn't real. Do you reload or move on?
*click* Eternity stops. You wonder in this freeze frame. Examine your situation; look for that last ray of hope. It comes to you changing your world of color, to black and white. *click* Eternity begins again.
You try to move on, Life isn't the same. You open your eyes, Cry because the sun rose. You pray for night to come swiftly to save your tear strung face.
The end isn't near; you reach for that saving grace. Pull the trigger again, it all starts over. This time you wake and smile. What's different now?
You are not afraid of the sun. You challenge its presence, take on the world again. Only to come across that storm in your Avalon, you try to out run its thunder. Its lightning catches up, and strikes.
Struggling against our nature, you shun that saving grace. You change the brutal touch of its steel tip, and changing the grasp of its handle on your life. You manage to get away, the storm passes.
The sun comes up again, a new day, a new life. You are no longer bound by the rules of escape, but create the rules of eternity.
Conclusion:
Life is like a nine, it’s cocked and loaded. But you are surprised, when you pull the trigger and find out the clip is already dry.
So what now? Those few seconds of eternity change your life, you grasp what isn't real. Do you reload or move on?
*click* Eternity stops. You wonder in this freeze frame. Examine your situation; look for that last ray of hope. It comes to you changing your world of color, to black and white. *click* Eternity begins again.
You try to move on, Life isn't the same. You open your eyes, Cry because the sun rose. You pray for night to come swiftly to save your tear strung face.
The end isn't near; you reach for that saving grace. Pull the trigger again, it all starts over. This time you wake and smile. What's different now?
You are not afraid of the sun. You challenge its presence, take on the world again. Only to come across that storm in your Avalon, you try to out run its thunder. Its lightning catches up, and strikes.
Struggling against our nature, you shun that saving grace. You change the brutal touch of its steel tip, and changing the grasp of its handle on your life. You manage to get away, the storm passes.
The sun comes up again, a new day, a new life. You are no longer bound by the rules of escape, but create the rules of eternity.