One giant riddle (a string of illfitting words)

It�s better to live a sunset than a false dawn
It�s easy to grasp the rose if you make the thorn
Love life dead - was it ever born?
Who knows when it is
where it�s from?

Take a shattered moment
Like flying without landing
viewpoint depends on where your standing

A corridor of winding time
past the doors that lay behind
lost gateway moments which had no signs
Rooms of lost potential that remain uncovered, undiscovered
now they�re gone

Just what�s infront?
What else will I find
Around the bends, what will unwind?
Trudging on, each footstep a moment
You�ve got nothing if you leave nothing behind

Don�t wanna die like this
squirming about the places I missed
flowers behind the lines of brambles
looking back - I see doorhandles

No beauty treatment
gonna ever save your end
in a grizzly grave
your beautiful face folds and decays

It�s how you get there
And what you did on the way
Was it there if it hasn�t gone.
Now that you�ve slouched (and times moved on)

People come and fade
phases ill and die away
each momentary journeyman tries to lay
something green and above decay

So many travellers
gone and now forgotten
so much budding talent
not allowed to blossem

Need to find my way
my bleeding hands must face it
sometimes
life�s as complicated
as you make it

The evergreen will always fall
the cycle continues
time devours us all

So forget the false doorways
seek the next real day
If only it was that easy
We�d all find our way

hey, I hope you like it - I was quite impressed!

9don�t take it that seriously and I�ll see you later)

frase /BBC reject!