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Inside the thoughts of a broken man
Lies the hatred of his faults
He's been sleeping for too long
Letting his life pass on
Leaving his soul die
Inside the thoughts of a widow
Lies the memories of her love
She holds a picture in her hand
Of her one and only man
Weeping for her great loss
It's the tragedy of reality
It's those times when we break down
Inside the thoughts of a foolish man
Lies his silly selfishness
He dances through the day
Trying to make his problems go away
But they're building up so quickly
Inside the thoughts of the miserable
Lies their lives of suffering
They see no point in living
And death is the only way of winning
So they throw their lives away
It's the tragedy of reality
It's those times when we break down
The broken man...
The widow...
The foolish
And the miserable
They have all come and gone
Don't give in
Just move on
For...
It's the tragedy of reality
It's those times when we break down
Comments (3 Comments)
- sclar1 - 01/28/2009
- oh gosh i love it! the wording is so perfect and it flows so nicely! the meaning is truly deep too! wow... i wish i could express feelings like you!
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- KDeath - 12/14/2008
- its greats im really not into folk songs but it didnt come across that way. it was more of broken heart/lost dream type thing. but keep up the writing!!
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- xeroabyss - 07/24/2008
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No wonder you didn't like mine, oh well.
Pretty lamenting lyrics you have here, more of a failed dream dirge than a folk song, but then again I'd have to hear the music to go with it.
Is there any by chance and somewhere to listen to it?
(by the way, im serious, no kids s**t sarcasim here,really curious to hear it) - Report As Spam