Growing Down

Debut by the end
looking at the clock
its been a long time that I
waited for you
living all your waste of promises at the gate
In a theater the act turns to illusion
The writer of this monologue offers
us a black book
and an heavy crown supported without a proof of
honesty
The grass still grow over
a worthless garden
where its never pouring water
Photosentesis of sickness
Roses cant grow out of sand
We dont hear the wind singing on
the edge of a broken glass anymore
the pieces have been fixed
Blood fill the crack and heal like cement
call intention to a sentense without period
Asleep during a birds final take off
his colored skin turned
cold too early
Stop hating me,
and set me free
Im breaking
under your sky
Im the cloud in your eyes
Anger rainsing from me
Your god cant see what a farewell can be
[ Steam Resolved Into Water Lyrics ]