2 acessos
Raised in times of calm and prosperity
Pretended solid state
A barrier with a purpose
To keep nature out of range
Never aware that we
Had to witness all of this
Past scars that was made
Long before our time
When the first hole cracks open
Then the whole thing falls apart
Leaving us to drown in panic
Too frightened to ask for aid
Your sympathy
Is nothing but fear
Erased with us
Is your mantle and crown
You sit in the distance - observing
Why risk to burn your skin
According to your actions we are not equal
We have to protect you from us
Walking on in silence
Bottling up our frustrations
Disappointed but yet not broken
Making up the reasons
We know what's best as always
But you will go unjudged
Except by me
What cause is left
Will we keep pretending
The awkward silence when excuse is blunt
This cause is left
Yes I will pretend
The sound of nothing when we hit the ground