Lost in innocence

Holding on to the breath

No fear of anything

No fear of death

Like the falling of a new day

Yesterday is no longer in grasp

Tomorrow is another day

Just waiting to be past

Today is the day in which we think

So many thought are lost

Within a timing of a blin


Past, Present and Future

Body, Mind and Soul

These are the things to link are spirit

So we may have curtain control

Born in love showin' how to hate

Nowhere to hide, loosing all fate

No longer of innocence

Being forced to leave

Left out in the dark

Feeling compelled to breath

No more future

Only left with the past

Thinking if there's life after

For this ones gone by fast

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