The sound of an ending
Is as real as the air I breathe
Rvery second of every day
To cope with the feeling is nonsence
That is only a stage for the weak
But maybe, just maybe, I am weak
Maybe i can't stand on my own two feet
But maybe, just maybe, I am weak
Cause all I feel is defeat
If I painted a picture of the moon
And held it up high for you to see
Would you notice what I have done for you
Or look twice, look twice because it was me
But maybe, just maybe, I am weak
Maybe I can't stand on my own two feet
My best effort to be a hero failed
I guess that puts me in my place
I am weak, I am weak I know, I know am weak, I am weak
Although we have not crossed this bridge
I can already see the water growing beneath us
Soon it will drown and decay us untill we
Are nothing, we are nothing
If the moon could see past the clouds What would it say?
