Life
Have you ever been thought of,
What, if you’d thought before?
Do you remember the past?
Or didn’t you recognize?
What’s your mood if you look back?
A time where you were young,
Do you wish it returns?
The way we’re going is stony,
With the threat to get off,
But we still walk on,
Until approaching the end.
You’re sitting there old and wise,
Feed by hope to die fast,
And you remember the youth,
The things you’d missed,
No way to try it again,
Your times ticking away.
Do you wish it comes back?
The way we were gone was stony,
With the threat to get off,
But we still walked on,
Until approaching the end. Are you laying awake
the whole night?
walking around, thinking about,
Looking out, dreaming of,
Running away, playing a game.
Life's gloomy, life's moody,
But still we walk on,
Until approaching the end.
© 2007 The Tiff (ys)
Have you ever believed that the road ahead,
Ascends off into the light?
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