| Rising of a solemn ceremonial dawn
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| Fainting of a darkened yet resplendent sky
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| Gazing down at the shadows of those I left behind
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| Listening to the hollow overtaking stillness
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| So convinced of things to come on this day
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| I awaited the sunrise
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| I kissed all that I cared of I paid off all I owed to anyone
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| I closed all doors carefully, closed the undone
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| I wanted to collect all these moments of joy
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| And I have them all stand all around me now
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| I’m ready, the time is ripe
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| The things undone no more standing in the way of my resolution
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| My final composure
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| I’m done trying to live
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| I walked up the road to that I planned to this tallest bridge across forever
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| You saw me passing by and never said a word
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| I climbed to the top and stood right on the edge
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| The sun was rising, the air was thin, and you could hear the water glides
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| The mind so clear for this everlasting moment of clarity
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| The feeling so pure and free of morals as I spread my arms wide
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| And then I felt this cold shivers creeping flesh
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| I turned around convulsively holding to the ground
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| So scared, so terrified, I didn’t make a sound
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| And I stayed there kneeling down, despairing and facing the dirt
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| Calming down this trembling flesh and bones of this wretched self
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| I would never thought there could be anything more pathetic than this
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| Why can’t we neither live nor die? |
| Why are we so weak…
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| Going back, my head’s down
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| Uttermost disgrace, and a life to face
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| I’m sure you were there, why didn’t you push me down?
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| Why didn’t you push me down?
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| I have nothing to offer to anyone
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| But my own confusion, my will is done |