I find myself here thinking,
About stopping time.
Stopping it for good,
And live within the stars.
I am too scared of failure,
Too scared to dream.
I only have nightmares,
Success is not my story.
On the edge of this rock,
I contemplate infinity.
This river so picturesque,
The beauty of the world below.
Walking alone,
In the dark.
Singing by myself,
That there is no hope.
There is no hope,
I spent it all on you.
Throwing stones,
For a better beating heart.
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