Farewell


I was bruised and battered, I couldn't tell what I felt, 
I was unrecognizable to myself, saw my reflection in the window 
and didn't know my own face, oh good fate, gone, leave me, 
wasting away my life.
I walked the Avenue until my legs felt like stone, 
I heard voices of loved ones and friends, vanished and gone, 
heard the blood in my veins, just as black and whispery as the rain.
Ain't no angels going to greet me no more, 
its just you and I my friend and my 
clothes don't fit me no more, 
I walked 1000 miles just to slip this sceem. 
The night is falling, I'm flying away, 
I can feel myself fading away, 
so conceive me brother with your fateless kiss, 
or will you leave me just like this?
This seems to be the street of my life..

I have walked this street for so long in my life, 
plastered with death and an unrecognizable beat,
I only realized what happened after I fell 
and now it hurts too much to do even get back up. 
I once was swiped away, and now I have nothing to say.
Is this the street of my life?
I have been down this road before and Before I say good bye, 
before I turn and walk away, I wish I had the energy for one more try.
I am paying a high price, for letting everyone deep inside, 
to let some of you in my heart with your hammers and vices, 
into that place which I try so hard not to forget.



� Sizzilia 2000