So here you are again at the crossroads
Hurt from all the sticks and stones that have been thrown
Horizon's getting smaller; the light has gone dark
And not a single thing around will ignite a spark
Illusion turns to history that you have lived
For hating things are easy but not to forgive
Never underestimate the power of lies
And forging of a story that's not yours or mine
But suddenly you open your eyes to see
That you are not lost to time and that one day the bells will chime
So take yourself out of your pitiful hell
And sooner or later you will see the flowers in bloom and the treesagain
The Past is filled with memories that you have shared
And now some of these memories are chained to despair
But roads must diverge for your lesson to learn:
"If it's meant to be..."
The Future's filled with challenges that you must face;
Respect for where you came from doesn't mean you disgrace
Nature's rebirth and the cycle of Earth
"then it will be"
But suddenly you open your eyes to see
That you are not lost to time and that one day the bells will chime
So take yourself out of your pitiful hell
And sooner or later you will see the flowers in bloom and the treesagain