Walking hand in hand
Not caring for tomarrow
Living for us
Brings a satisfied day
When tomarrow comes
Today's joy is lost
Knowing what we hold close
Will be left as a memory
As the memories fade
And time moves on
We long for what
We once had
In our youth, so long ago
Was it truely that
Long ago, when I had
Fared a better day
Or was it just a
Cover, a cover of
Emmotion
An Emotion that
Clouds the mind
Makes one twist and turn
Under the midnight moon
Gone are the days
Walking hand in hand
And the sunshine of the mind
All that is left is the
Barren wasteland of truth
And honesty, and the cover
Of black that clouds my mind