Texty: A Day At The Fair. Pale In Comparison.

I'll be you never knew. The parade of people that would hang there head and cry for you. With their eyes on the casket they are silently saying goodbye to you. There's a face in the crowd that knows he could have saved you. I could save you. This world changed, and stayed the same, the picture remains of what's drying. But I've changed, and stayed the same. What goes down in flames is reality. I'll bet you never knew, the day full of wonder that life has had in store for you. Tomorrow was something you gave up to ignore the truth. That somewhere outside a light can shine right over you. But you chose to contest, and gave it up instead. Here we are now, take you're step, to never wake up, seeing less than nothing. You're eyes can't see the things min