Another week, another day, another year cycle through time and I become a wear hear the sounds of their tears all the time fear I know why, why I remain mine and They all looking back a towards me waiting for my own souls empathy a feeling like that should set me free bet it makes me be who I see They'll never know innocents no more how could they ever understand your own tour left behind closing all open doors dreams only left, left to explore Another week, another day, another year cycle through time and I become a wear hear the sounds of their tears all the time fear I know why, why I remain mine and I know, everyday the sun will rise and rest assure everyday it's demise no surprise when we reach our conclusion dreams only left cuz life's the illusion Another week, another day, another year cycle through time and I become a wear hear the sounds of their tears all the time fear I know why, why I remain mine Wooden skeletons adorned in jewels survival of the fittest natures rule beings of all shapes painted beautiful doing life's dance so instinctual Bodies wrapped in white tissue paper Hardest to see in dawns vapor As unique as a star sparkling so little Some so far caught in the middle roots run so deep for our ends we take and reap make no amends Just because there is no scream they're still dying for our dreams They fall broken on the floor they wont sparkle anymore watching this priceless treasure defenseless for our pleasure