Can you hear the sting of the whispering? And do you know where the silent cries fall? But on empty roads where the shadows grow longer. Where broken dreams seem to break like bones under pressure. Can you open your eyes, open your eyes and see the broken heart? Can you open your eyes, open your eyes and know you can do much more. Gotta give, let go of yourself today. See the world and all it's pain. Change something. I saw the black and grey. In all the world i could barely see the white. No pictures would portray real love or where to find the light. You didn't know where to go or even why. How you live this life will mean everything. Where are your lungs? Are they still breathing? Where is your heart? Is it beating life? Do you feel alive?
