Ambitions

Ambitions - Playing Dead

Empty shadows, blinding lights, swallow what we have today
Hope and anticipation becomes endless tragedy
What is left but reality?
Spirits left to lift in the abscense of a dream
We close our eyes and try to wish the time away
Waiting for the finest things we'll never see
Hollow longing, lowered stares, reaching out for what's to be
Life's defining moemnts never taking shape
We close our eyes and try to wish the time away
Waiting for the finest things we'll never see
If I go back in time I might not like just what that means
(but) if I go forward, moving forward, where will I be?
Keep moving forward, there's more time to give
Keep pushing onward, and find the will to liveYou might also like