A New Beginning

Is the weight growing to strong? Can you face the day without staining your restless soul, that which is slowly fading, afraid of losing what is sacred You'll think, and you'll fail, and bleed the question asked: Am I forced to face this alone? Why do we fail to understand that without taking some sort of action nothing will ever change this state of mind I'm dreaming of a revelation that'll show us, that we are the frozen ones in frozen times We're all alone, in the cold, in this gray and silent world where we all seem to forget, what we want to be what we want to say, and what we want to achieve As time slowly passes and memories fade, You have got to grasp every precious moment of your life and hold it close to your heart, and never let it go Am I forced to face this alone? And all I can do is ask you again... Is the weight growing to strong? Will we take this fate into our hands or let it slip? You'll try to think, and you'll try to make some sense , of what has gone wrong to get us to this point where We're all alone, in the cold, in this gray and silent world where we all seem to forget, what we want to be what we want to say, and what we want to achieve