Monday, September 21, 2009

It's a gloomy day
but there's sign of hope.
You see far away
there's a pattern of light.
It shines through the window
of that early flight.
The one you said you'd be on
oh one day.
When all your cares are gone
who do you care for?
If all was said and done,
would you say the things you should have said?
Before the world came to town,
just to watch us all burn down.