Voice

What have I become? I swore to know so long ago. What have we become? We swore to never fall this far. Clouds shifting shape. Blue prints go up in flames. The world it melts away. So still in search. So still I try to find this voice. Oh it's too late to go back. What have I become? I swore to never fall this far. It's too late to go back. If I could do it all over again, I'd write it down. So I never forget. Clouds shifting space. Blue prints go up in flames. The world it melts away. Write it down so I never forget. So still in search. So still I try to find this voice. It's too late to go back now. What have we become? We swore to know so long ago. It's too late to go back now. If I could do it all over again, I'd write it down cause all the words and lines we think we feel just fade away. Someday we'll lie in graves. Up above they'll say our names. Someday we'll lie in graves. Up above they'll say our names. Write it down. So I never forget