Chaos
In a world filled with chaos,
it's topsey-turvey in every way.
Hearts keep on breaking,
each and every day;
Only to become the dust,
that the waves will wash away.
As lovers call for solace,
the waters breathe a sigh;
Bells toll through the valley,
and echo on mountain high.
As it dances on the walkways,
the lonely let out a cry;
While they search for answers,
they will never see,
Another day comes to night,
in a foggy fantasy;
And confusion adds another verse,
to it's lovesick melody.