Why does each spark seem to turn grey?
Maybe it is a problem with being this age
Everyone has so many shadows blinding their day to day
Not like when we were younger and the world was new
Thought we had the answers but were truly all fools
Now people are so stuck in their ways
So hard to hope and hard to change
Never knowing when the sun may shine through
Forgetting how to laugh, even smile
Taking for granted what is here and real
Residing in perpetual permanence of lost shades














Comments
"Residing in perpetual permanence of lost shades"
That is such an uber line.
I thought you'd like that line.
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If one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live a life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. -- Henry David Thoreau
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