if it's good to live then it's better to be asleep dreaming
has it all gone or will I fall awake
will I never return to be the same again
droplets of memory are all that remain
strange faces promising new life
does the reward justify the loss
all beauty burned
burned like bridges I once crossed
7 years ago often more
has it all gone or will I fall awake
will I never return to be young again
since it does not matter when
why could I not die then