Broken CityThe moon sweats as my consciousness begins to fade, As the world slips further and further into a darker reality, And my world, is the world of sleep, where dreams are made, But left awake am I, with nothing at all to see, The vision of you is in my mind, and so I cannot sleep, And thoughts of you are in my mind, so now I cannot dream, So think of you I do, instead of counting endless sheep, And left here waiting is I, forever so it may seem, I know the day will come, when once again we are face to face, And our hands will embrace an entire world filled with joy, But right now shadows are memories, with nothing at all to embrace, And the clock laughs at me and considers me its toy, It plays with my perception, and lures a false sense of hope, For each tear is a dream, that just fades away forever, But for everything I've ever believed in, each conflict I will cope, In this broken city I wait, and every trial I will endeavor, For all I know is that I am lost without you, Lost in a broken city, lost in a dreamless sleep. |
