it is so nice

it is so nice to look into your eyes
just like the past for all it's worth
when i count all of the things i hate
there is enough time to enjoy the day

your brains are connected to your hearts
to spread the colours from your fingertips
when i take my very first step
i am ready to take a thousand more

the next time i cry i hope it is significant
full of bliss or dying from sorrow
when i see myself from someone else's eyes
maybe then i will understand

my old friends are off living their lives
keeping me in the deep shelves of their hearts
when they finally find their true happiness
i wish our times together could never compare

my eyes are open as i walk into the light
this world is my home but i have a ways to go
when i finally die from the burdens i must hold
let the quiet winds slowly lift them away

add forever after that

when the sun went down i came around
past every little bend that wore me out
out of breath but still safe and sound
weary eyed without a doubt

my lungs are black from past mistakes
emotions shot after many encounters
but still refusing to hit the brakes
silent still but my heart still stirs

when i was nine i seized the world
there was nothing else i would've done
at night i fell and into a ball i curled
just waiting for the coming sun

a few years down the road i met a girl
who made me shiver and melt with joy
the butterflies they came and twirled
until she got bored and left for another boy

the pain she left broke my every bone
so i slept away the pain for weeks on end
but fuck her i could do this all alone
find interesting things i could call my friends

leaving school early over the fence i go
in a dark empty room with faces i do not know
the drugs were amazing how did i never know
feeling so high how could i ever have been so low

i threw my life into the vast ocean
it made me smile the way it sank
zero emotion and this lack of devotion
the biggest smile but my mind so blank

now here i sit, looking back at my life
the times of depression and desperation
thoughts of suicide with my fingers on the knife
refusing any hands of alleviation

you see i was stuck at the bottom of the hill
unaware of the beauties that lie just ahead
blinded by false trust and many fake thrills
i let myself go and i bled and i bled

as i slowly saw the light that crept into my life
my skin had grown hard and my eyes now so bright
this determination is me, it cuts like a knife
kept getting back up and i had won this fight

the sun will keep rising beautiful and true
i will keep on walking and do the things i do
there is a smile on my heart that's never been more true
keeping my head high to the pretty skies so blue