The Fiction We Live by From Autumn to Ashes

The Second Wrong Makes You Feel Right

by From Autumn to Ashes· from The Fiction We Live

Begin, present, fade out. Judgment please don’t fail me now, this time, this time. A lesson learned is a picture burned, you’re a memory to me. Upon ignition come bear witness to the greatest therapy. Just begin, present, fade out. Judgment please don’t fail me now, this time. That was the day I put your picture aside. Swallowed the fact that our dream had died. Every time you close your mind, you should be seeing me. Every time you close your eyes (at night). Every time you close your eyes you should be seeing me. As you lay in bed at night, I’ll be there in your dreams. So sorrow in, is that what you heard? That you can cash in, on what he wrote. Helpless isn’t the right word but it’s the first thing that comes to mind. There’s worse things than being unknown, I think in time I’ll get by. That was the day I put your picture aside. Swallowed the fact that our dream had died. Every time you close your mind, you should be seeing me. Begin, present, fade out. Judgment please don’t fail me now. You’re to die for. Life means more. Out of sight. With no light.