I am starting to see clearly,
I am coming through the haze.
Scratching the suface of something infinate,
as I melt away my days.
I am on the verge of something,
a crossroad in my head,
I dont know about tomorrow,
somethings are best left unsaid.
The canyon that is between us,
it grows larger every day.
the flower is dying on the vine,
and we have nothing left to say.
Your once lit world now full of shadows,
hiding skeletons of deciept.
and vows torn and broken,
you threw away the reciept.
So I stand at this crossroad,
with the devil on my side
only god know where the roads lead,
and the devil is my guide