Consider It Lost

I don't wonder anymore
Could I see you for what you are?
Inconsequencial ways;
whatever way you try to change
You always stay the same

I don't worry anymore
And try to find what's lost; the way you were
Impossible to say
No matter how, I can't explain
There's nothing left to save

On and on we try to mend these broken dreams
On and on we try and never let it be

Still I wonder all the more
Have I seen you for what you are?
Upon the breaking day
A synchronised unfelt decay
Is there no other way?

On and on we try to mend these broken dreams
On and on we try and never let it be

This is not how it is,
This is only how it ends
On and on again...