Silently craving as they wait for this final goodbye
some thought the wings that they yearned
were only meant to fly
and sometimes we believed in the truth
sometimes we all stood for hate
sometimes all lives depend on the one's whose
lies are written in stone
and sometimes I miss you
When the day is done and the night has come
would you still wander when the morrow comes
about the face you've seen in an unborn crowd
perhaps a smile from a passing phrase
A knock on the door to turn your inside out
a quick reminder that you're sane
the noise in your head is so much louder now
how I wish that you could cure

SOMETIMES

You know that sometimes Satan comes as a man of peace

SOMETIMES

There is distance in this word
A revelation of moments of actual happenings

SOMETIMES

Secretly revealed in the eyes of the beholders

SOMETIMES

A rewind and recall saga of this ‘being’
An almost constant look back onto something that was
and something that’s lost

SOMETIMES

Time the so corrupt and unfair
always ticking away from you
Forcing you into leaving memories behind only

SOMETIMES

I'm still in this head and the days are as empty as then
I long to see a sweet angel face won’t you tell me again

If the lines on your face show too deep
if the man in the box puts you to sleep
if I wake up again in another time
would you help me to go back to sleep.
and sometimes I miss you