
Closest to home yet farthest from life...
sooner or later it will be over but
still few things will live on...
can't fight tears that are coming
and living just coz want to be alive...
just want to know who i am
someday soon it will all be dusted
n no will ever know the thoughts...
somewhere i wanna live yet
few things want me to be far off...
all seems like the dreams
which will end... but
somehow broken glass will be showing my story....
just... the chaos need to end so that
i can carry on...
getting the hang of tonight... can't stop the thoughts
flowing in one way street... without belief but still hanging on...
still carrying on....

