Isolation

3 a.m.

Leaves fall to the ground
As I walked past the bridge speeding cars, cought my eyes
Staring down the highway panorama 
Realized this is a dream it's a lie

We thrived to the edge
Falling with open arms, spiraling out, round the wreck
Neglecting the reality check
Getting cought again in the same catch

Blinded by the light
Trying to survive the borderline, crashing down
Blue is full of regret memories
Burning while I'am staring at the sky

Dust will cover us
Long days shared suddenly disappear, in the stream
Isolation crawling back to me
So I take it with me in the field

All these chances are lost
And I can't forget the cost
All these places are gone
And I know this is my torn

"See, that fact—that everything is in decay—is your helper. That is allowing you that you don’t have to let go because there’s nothing to hold on to. It’s achieved for you, in other words, by the process of nature. So once you see that you just don’t have a prayer, and it’s all washed up, and that you will vanish and leave not a rack behind—and you really get with that—suddenly you find you have the power; this enormous access of energy. But it’s not power that came to you because you grabbed it. It came in entirely the opposite way."

All these chances are lost
And I can't forget the cost
All these places are gone
And I know this is my torn

All These Places

Liftoff

Bells

Haven

In a love with this song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Sw3hpHXJpE

Rain [Slow Cover]

Videotapes

Listen now
What we've done
In the puzzled life
My mind lost in the clouds

Where we go
To the point of no return
There's no more hope

All the eyes
I'll never see
And never feel in here

All the fires
We light in darkest forest
Through the nights

Tell me now
Have you seen
In the memory of a mirror
In the screen,

Where you are
Your face is shady
I can't figure out why

How can I
Let you fly away
From my side of the line

Time has passed
And I am standing on the
Seashore of my life

Mirror Of The Past

We are the silence
We want you to believe
The days are gone for us to dream
And no one wants you here
We control every part of your will

We are the order
We demand discipline
You can't stand a chance against the wheel
We crush you from above
And now we make you fight for our side

We are the judgement
We want you to obey
To forge the next generation slave
You can't escape the train
The only option you've got is to stay

We are the ghosts of your mind
We crawl behind your big smile
Programmed for ride of your life
The seekers of words filled with lies

We are the water
We blend in with the crowd
You must become one of us and die
We expect no repress
Please connect the mass that rule the streets

We are the ghosts of your mind
We crawl behind your big smile
We form the way of your life
The seekers of words filled with lies

We are the ghosts of your mind
We crawl behind your big smile
Programmed for ride of your life
Reaching the deeds we have formed

Social Contract

I am here just to vent through songwriting

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Entropy