To Fonder Futures

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As the sun fades
I trace the outline of the horizon on the pink sky
"To Fonder Futures"
Then the night fell
Was it for fears I criedTonights ghosts line the pockets of my minds eye
Bags are forming, and I'm weary.

The empty hours of the midnight soft light
Leave me time to wrestle with my mind
And everything I write belongs to this
Obsession, recession, this depression
Not to me.

As the sun fades
I trace the outline of the horizon on the pink sky
"To Fonder Futures"
Then the night fell
Was it for fears I cried
Tonights ghosts line the pockets of my minds eye
To fonder futures.

It isn't right.
It doesn't feel quite
Like I know how to feel anything but wrong
It isn't right.

I've placed my soul
And everything I own into this cold
It takes away
And I've been alone here for some time
In this cold secluding myself

It takes away, and it breaks men down.

Try to keep your thoughts of me
Between the two worlds we breathe
Who am I to you?
Who am I to me?

Attempt to find the words
He tried to let it all out
But released it into a cold, cold world that threw it back at him
Why did it have to be this way?

And slowly but surely
He exchanged his sanity for pen and paper
You'd think he feel better
But it just brought back ghosts of his former self
Why did it have to be this way?

And he wondered who am I?
He wondered where his name fit into the grand scheme
Of this world of expectations, and others disappointment
Why did it have to be this way?

It's like these things make or break-ed him
Where did love go and why did it have to be this way?

Why did it have to be this way?

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from We Must Be Broken, released August 3, 2014

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