black

I take a walk outside
I’m surrounded by some kids at play
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear
and twisted thoughts that spin round my head
I’m spinning,
How quick the sun can, drop away

And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
Of what was everything
All the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...
All the love gone bad
turned my world to black
Tattooed all I see,
all that I am,
all I’ll ever be...

I know someday you’ll have a beautiful life,
I know you’ll be a star
In somebody else’s sky,
but why
Why,
why can’t it be,
why can’t it be mine

....

- black -
for my tiesto