Departure

Talking backwards
Marching nowhere
Nothing's sacred
Born from hollow plans
To wake up
Dreams are made from
Drawings on the walls
They show us heart

What we see
And how we feel
Can show us what's real
I don't dream
About any
Moment
Shining in the distance
All you can count on is your last breath
And more's to come
If you can live alright with
No promise of new days
No promise of your ways to freedom



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Karaszkiewicz
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