Looking for meaning in every lyric -Turning rocks over in search of a sign,
for some explanation in each whisper of the wind.
Running to stay ahead of the grasp of the past -
Now just memories on pages torn from a diary,
beautiful words burnt and reduced to smoke.
Perched precariously between pain and
numbness - My skin aches for just one more yesterday,
while my mind reminds that such is futility.
The path is there, somewhere in front of me - Blinded by tears and stubbornness,
I stumble to find my center.
