I'm just tired of staying here
oppressed by time going by and growing old
I'm just not smiling since too much time
waiting to leave or to die
and joy is gone weeping away cracks of time
all this pain I embrace inside
going up the river of time
I'm waiting to become a child
and I'll hold on in this dark noisy room
and I'll clean up this fucked mind
there's just too much darkness in my disease
looking for happiness into the falling leaves
I would smash this starkness with the hope for the future
encountering me in a sunny day
"Hello how're you?" I would say
all me shining inside
like when I was a boy
