Burning From Both Ends

I came up to our house, with barren feet and empty handed

You weren’t here in a long time, but your ghost still haunts these walls

Over all these years, we slowly lost each others sight

We tried everything just not to forget, but this life has no clean brakes

So now that you’re gone I’ve got no more reason to croak in this place

Alas this formerly lively area now turned out just bleak and lonesome

So why should I stay, why should I scrape a living by disgrace

When almost every other spot in this world seems

To have more meaning than this one?

I keep on starring at these blank walls, where our pictures hung

As they indicate: My former home became a grave!

I am happy, is something we haven’t said for a while

We didn’t succed to win this fight together, but at least we tried!

At least I tried!

All these sore memories, hidden in a heartshaped-box

Which I buried so deep, within the power of man

But the day will dawn, when I’m going to rake over their ashes

And scatter them into the river, that once flooded this place

Run as fast as your legs will carry you away from me

I just brought you misfortune and the sands of time are running out

But with every minute that’s elapsing, the spleen is decreasing

And when a few years have past, you won’t be able to recall my face