Don't keep looking back
The night is full of darkness,
all the voices in our brains are mad.
The red roses of life,
are now black instead.
All our dreams,
are crushed by todayâ€™s society.
Our faces covered with tears,
which have escaped so silently.
Look at our tortured bodies,
covered with the scars from our past.
Ripped open over and over again,
for a trust given too fast.
Our lives are full of sadness,
we must admit thatâ€™s true.
But if we stand still for ever,
this sadness will keep chasing you.
We can make those voices sing,
paint the roses red again.
Make sure we make a dream come true,
every now and then.
We could stay punishing ourselves for what weâ€™ve done,
surprise our bodies with another attack.
But you wonâ€™t see whatâ€™s in front of us,
if we keep looking back.