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As I look to the sky

Something strikes me

And I ask why

Something takes apart of me

Part of my hollowed life

I look up

At a haunted face

I come to this place

Walking through dust

Each person a grain of sand



Is there anyone now

As we look to the sky

That asks why?

Looking down

We don’t know

Why we look to the sky

Asking why

Looking down

We don’t know



Feeding the fire

Can’t help but decide my fate

Fearing to fall

Yet I stumble

Falling down this hole

Failing all this time

Always pretending

Nothing happened

As we look to the sky



All alone

Is how I stay

Looking down now

The haunted face eludes me

Going into the abyss

Coming to this place

Walking through the dust



Is there anyone now

As we look to the sky

That asks why?

Looking down

We don’t know

Why we look to the sky

Asking why

Looking down

We don’t know



Feeling the fire now

I fall down this time

Fall down to what end

Always pretending

Waiting for a sign

We fall into space

As something takes apart of me

I cant look down

Cant see the ground

To what end dose this takes me

To what end?

To what end…