Out of the ashes of my sadness, weeping away the dust of time, forgetting all the madness in my life. I force myself to go beyond horizons even though something tells me to stay here in my little world, imprisoned in my brain.
I try to leave behind a past so cruel, blackened times where grief and sadness rule. And tomorrow soon will be yesterday.
Eternal is the end. For years and years I went, believing all the things I said. Eternal is the end. I walked across these lands, no single word we didn't share. So eternal is the end, and will be eternal until the end.
It's good to know that I am still alive, even though there's no one at my side. So I am waiting for the day that you will cross my way.
I am sure, that somewhere out there someone waits to share my innermost, deepest dreams. I can't be wrong at all.
I will find you, will show you who I am, I will try to do the best I can to give you a reason to catch me when I fall.
