Nothing shines
Souls have dried
Decaying mind
Tried and tried
Aim tall and wide
No goal in sight
My mother's eyes
Showed deep inside
Now solid white
As though she died
"Ahead is death"
Just drifting by
No smile beside
Tears not been cried
I need those lights
Or I will die
In time nearby
Souls have dried
Decaying mind
Tried and tried
Aim tall and wide
No goal in sight
My mother's eyes
Showed deep inside
Now solid white
As though she died
"Ahead is death"
Just drifting by
No smile beside
Tears not been cried
I need those lights
Or I will die
In time nearby
Wow, that's really good. When you talk about death, do you mean actual death or just the fear of feeling dead?
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