he walks down the road
with a suitcase filled to bursting
he looks from left to right
no one walks beside him
no one left to share his pain
no one calling with the question
is he ok?
he burned everything that cared
and all that's left to hold
is in the suitcase
his old friend the waiting hour
his greatest moment
this forgotten love
this tangled web he still weaves
he's forgotten how to dream
he sits for a while
why has time dropped me here?
but regrets are for the weak
he says to no one listening
they used to listen hard
sing with me every song
now they're gone
he burned everything that cared
and all that's left to hold
is in the suitcase
these tears
there is nothing i can do to dry them
i will never love again
i remember so well
the poison it stays
in the blood of this man
the blue has long since fallen
from the sky
he walks down the road...

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