Flushed
They come as they go
They go as they come
They never end
Their pleading to be real.
Some are brighter than others,
Others dimmer than most
But I see them all just the same:
Crumbling away.
Crushed by despair,
Anger and agony
They give no sign of stopping.
If only...
They go as they come
They never end
Their pleading to be real.
Some are brighter than others,
Others dimmer than most
But I see them all just the same:
Crumbling away.
Crushed by despair,
Anger and agony
They give no sign of stopping.
If only...