"A Dream Placed On Replay"
Naked feet on cold concrete
She walks these streets alone
The rocking chair was still in motion
When she returned home
The fireplace still warm with ashes
Time passes as she slowly fades
Back into the streets from which she came
Dusty door she knew so well
Dormit on return
A scent upon the air
Of photographs that burn
Did they mourn her leaving?
Did they sense her coming?
She left this place running
To find the abandoned
Their eyes connected
And as she awakened
To the day she ran away
A dream placed on replay
I don't think its great.. and now that I look back on it, I wouldn't even call it decent, heh. Anyway, I was just curious of what people thought I guess.
Naked feet on cold concrete
She walks these streets alone
The rocking chair was still in motion
When she returned home
The fireplace still warm with ashes
Time passes as she slowly fades
Back into the streets from which she came
Dusty door she knew so well
Dormit on return
A scent upon the air
Of photographs that burn
Did they mourn her leaving?
Did they sense her coming?
She left this place running
To find the abandoned
Their eyes connected
And as she awakened
To the day she ran away
A dream placed on replay
I don't think its great.. and now that I look back on it, I wouldn't even call it decent, heh. Anyway, I was just curious of what people thought I guess.