Grey visions of today*

Every sight the same
I can not break free
I think I'm gone

As though I never wake
Always drawn into descent
And my hope decays, just out of reach


Cursed through life & condemned to misery
To be left with nothing...


If only for a moment; a way out
To see the faintest glimmer amongst the dark

To mend the broken dawn so bleak
Somehow I think I'm gone


But like ashes to the wind i will fade
Nameless and Forgotten
The thorn upon the withered rose

Somehow I always knew...