A single tear projecting down
In a place and a time uncontrived;
There the memories will never lie
And everything cracks under time.
When the stars realign
Along the edge of nowhere,
There will be life.
Where night casts a veil
Over the endless empty highways
Men search for a light.
The miles roll and converge,
The road never ends;
Dancing hills shattered
Through ever-winding bends.
All the messages misused,
And a generation of confused;
Mistakes beyond a bruise.
I tried to give a line
But it severed into lies;
I can not stop grieving
Every time a child dies.
It's a gun to the head
With an insult of lead
When the media's misled;
It's really the gap that always bled
In a morbid vibrant blend.
When some men reach for the stars,
Who can't help but achieve?
But what happens when the star you picked
Is but a made-up dream?
Where favoritism moves the world
The empty roads remain;
The man left unattended
By himself can not sustain.
And the happiness, the joy, the love,
Mixes into the pain;
The joy mistaken for more hate,
Another flight delayed.
A haze of hate, a veil of dark,
A never-ending road;
Grab onto the filth and trash,
And they turn to a rose;
'Cause at the end of every day,
Eternity erodes.
The wind takes back the endless roads,
And leaves us open fields.
We'll dance in rain, and run through grass,
And feed off of the wheat;
We'll say "this loss doesn't matter"
To the men whom bleed and cheat.
An offered hand, a mended dream,
And a sewn up weathered seam;
Hand in hand, men walk this road,
And never will erode.