Times are looking up, kid
The martyrs have placed the winning bid
A disaster once noted has fallen underfoot
To guard my feet from hearts ashes and soot
Times are looking up, child
Finally changing the face of a love so wild
A decision leads to a career; a lie to a grave
Its the road to the courtyard which I pave
Times are looking up, boy
Once indifferent sadness now scattered and annoyed
A timeless passion forgotten and ignored
Covering over the smiles that soared
Times are looking up, ghost
Of these happy times Ill gladly boast
Your nightmares of fire and funeral scenes
Wont shake my roots in a new life theme
Times are looking up, falcon
It seems fate is up for auction
At the tip of their tongues is salvation
Waiting for that fools word of desecration
Times are looking up, hollow man
How long you vied for the promised land
You longed for a holy being to perceive
Your light was inside yourself, as long as youd believe.
Minutes become years; years become millennia
Emotions dart in and out as visions of decennia
Is your life as valid as the liquid in your cup?
Oh, the misery when times are looking up.
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thanks guys/girls.
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