Wednesday, June 3, 2009

• Another time, another place

Crawling down on earth
trying to fly away
hopeless, helpless, faithless
wishing not to stay

Floating high in space
I try so hard to reach ground
some people want to be here
I just wanna be down

I've never seen that stairway to heaven
tell me where is the way to come back to earth
somehow I know I will fly away again
this world was never made for us
some people here are born to die

Floating high in space
I'll brought myself to knees
and I'll start to pray
for a second to breath

But I know I'll betray myself again
I'll be failing me once again and the day after
I can't stop, can't find a place for me

Floating high in space
it makes me feel so free
then I found I'm enslaved
in someone whom isn't me

Crawling down on earth
it makes me feel unsafe
although I find there in dirt
there is the real life

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