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...it isn't over. the timeless words that meant so much to the people that you truly touched won't just shrivel away. they will grow and bud and truly love the life that you let them see. to be free or at least just be aware and have enough morality to care. it isn't over. at least not within me, because i can't just sit and stare at a life so bleak and bare without thinking that i am capable of an endless give and touch that has sprouted from the one who was crushed by the world that ignored him. i will sing the song and fight the wrong. try so hard to carry on. bring myself up to be let down. i still worry that i have regrets in not knowing yet my purpose in this world. there are battles lost with nothing gained, tattoos that fade in the rain, but a revolution grows within my heart. so when you die, your words i take. pass them on and with them make my home. so i thank you and i move on. remember that last song and the fiery glare. i hope you are aware it isn't over... Aus Songtexte Mania