What if there are
no accidents?
What if our lives just
make no sense?
Conscious of motion
that is never clear.
It seems that I've been
standing still for years.
Never been so tired,
never felt so laid back.
Peices of dreams sold
in trials by fire.
If there is no truth
Then who is the liar?
Cause it only takes
one moment
one last careless fall
from grace
to take everything
that matters
and just throw it all away.
What if the angels
fell to the earth
and had to admin
they had no worth?
For all of the all
that I used to be
Has slowly been taken
away from me
And what if the ending
is not so sweet?
Just tired and torn
and incomplete.
And what if there is
nothing I can say,
To ever erase
the mistakes I've made?
Cause it only takes
one moment
one last careless fall
from grace
to take everything
that matters
and just throw it all away....