The History That Wasnt Left Far Behind
Beautiful world... [Pt. 6]
You return to your seat... relieved from the eyes of embarrassment, but the drowsiness is still there, you weren't able to shake it off, till now... your eyes glued to your desk, you cant help yourself but feel sleepy again...You feel the eyes of your teacher close to you, but he doesn't do anything, your eyes stuck...going through your dream, as your stare into nothing...your head half dreaming...
On your way to school, you see the field of your school... the soccer field...The sight of it made you relax, as you kept walking towards the inside of the school, the feeling of your sleepiness bringing you backwards...Participating on the soccer club is the only way to avoid seeing your parents fighting, the sight you couldn't stare for long, made you decide to attend the soccer club, until night time...once again, you feel your dream moving backwards...
The morning street, where you used to walk all the time going to school, the empty quiet street, made you more drowsy, even the heat doesn't help much to keep you fully awake, you accepted the heat as a comforting blanket, as you drag your feet across the clean cement....you feel lonely, as no one was there to walk with you...You have friends... but not the one's you would bond with too much... you haven't changed...
At last.. you look at the sky, your eyes pointing towards the city, the blue clear sky, you know your dad work somewhere over there, but you never raise the topic, your neighbor bidding you 'hi' and 'take care' which you bid them back happily....You felt happy for a moment, after hearing something positive after a while
D - E - L - I - V - E - R - E - N - C - E
Here you are again.
I can feel you breath down my neck.
Whispering his name while whistling those killer melodies.
You give me a face of an angel like you once had.
And I am nothing but a creature of habit running away in circles,
But I was found by gentleman that flew me up high.
Now I see clearly, I’m telling you to let go of me.
Now that I’ve found my way back home, where I belong.
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high.
Get out of my head.
Get out of my soul.
Get out my dreams.
Get out of my house.
Get out of my life.
Get out. Get out. Get out. (Repeat)
No longer a slave…
No longer a slave running away in circles
because I’ve been found by this gentleman, who flew me high. (repeat)
G - R - O - W - I - N - G W - I - N - G - S
Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heavens safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
Silent black, the dawn, and time tell its tale
Darkened blood, it flows, the forest receives
Look within the dark as deep as you dare
There inside you find destruction you seek
I call out these prayers to the sky, heavy with thought, see your face
I carry these memories inside, thoughts of a soul colored by love
See me grow wings and fly high, passions will die down below
I burn in a basin of fire, watchers look on as they dance in their merciless sky
Watching me, watching you
On your way to school, you see the field of your school... the soccer field...
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