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I'm laying in my bed
Soft sheets and a window with a view
Moon shines a sun-burnt red
As if it had seen the ones who now lay dead
I'm laying in my bed
Scared of the reality that mankind has built
Scared of reliving it in shards of nightmare
Scared of knowing that this is one
I can never awake from
I hear the clock tick
Something 'bout pain, it always sticks
I know time won't sleep
Throughout our lives it will creep
During pain, laughter, joy and anger
And it will not allow us to let go
Of every memory and emotion we know
Laying in my bed
Strong visions cycle through my head
A boy waits alone on a street
A mother cries over an empty plate
A father fights each day in soldiers feet
Laying in my bed
Harsh visions cycle through my head
A girl makes wishes to the stars
A brother stands fearless to a raging storm
An innocent burns out her life behind bars
Laying in my bed
Real visions cycle through my head
A life becomes a price to pay
A human lies bloody in a road-side ditch
A someone still remains next to nothing
As I lay in my warm and comfy, safe bed
Isaac Eagle-Bell
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