Abed
Cement
As I walk this tainted earth, dying concepts of right and wrong slowly vanish before my eyes in one last primal scream of acceptance, sentenced to serve as distant memories in the pantheon of time Frame me this moment as the sky come falling down Again, I find myself searching for crumbs of bread, yellow bricks instead of this grey, everyday route of false independence An abyss teeming with smiles Could you frame me this moment as the sky come falling down? This concrete wall a sole witness, silent and grim Never to speak of the pathos absorbed deep within Its cold, gray stone my only infamy, lone legacy Render me free Could you frame me this moment of truth to hang on my wall and observe as the sky come falling down again? Could you render me free of this grey, everyday route of false independence? Watch the bridges burn Frame me this moment as the sky come falling down again Frame me this moment to hang on my wall and observe As the sky come falling down
From Letras Mania