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thank you, Jesus, for the sky today
i wasn't aware that there were so many shades of gray
and yet i find it unbelievable that
such a sky is always changing
in the wise words of a friend, 
"such is life"
and i suppose the life we have 
is worth living
but it hurts to breathe
and i ache to sleep
the weights of the world are 
bearing down upon my weary shoulders
yeah, this "happy" is just a cover
though i hate the hipocrisy in it all
i'm just not as strong at i thought i was
my walls are being torn down
and there is nothing left for me here
all i've sought after has disappeared
the memories are fading
i just want to feel again
to touch and get burned
to warm up to the after-glow
but there's some talk going around
that i can't do it by myself
yeah, i might just die without you here
i'm lost in all the shades of gray 

Posted: 2006-02-20 04:17:49 UTC

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