• It is dead and it is gone
    It has passed away
    The only thing left in this world
    To give life to any day
    What is left, what still remains
    What can be done to save
    The one true thing that this world has
    But it is lost now anyway
    These lies made to ones own heart
    Have ended what we had before
    It is now the thing of fantasy
    For, to make it real would be a chore
    One night it’s there, the next it’s gone
    It was never there from the start
    Just another lie, a feeling
    That never made it to the heart
    What is real and what is fake?
    It is impossible to figure out
    Impossible to say it’s true
    Without an inkling of doubt
    We as people are all guilty
    Of committing murder today
    For we have destroyed the one true thing
    That we had in this day and age
    Because it is dead and it is gone
    It has passed away
    The only thing left in this world
    To give life to any day