for a few good men

a man begins to walk towards the horizon, counting up the debt that he has put himself through, calls everyone he knows, says goodbye to friends and me and you, white little lies that were fine keep us going, too much time in our eyes to make right, what we know is wrong, a man carves two initials into maple, hoping they will spark up all the things he wish he'd feel, these trees have no idea what they're in for, 'cause fire feels so real, white little lies that in time they'll stop running, too much time in our eyes to hold tight, the warmth that we need, here's what to say to the love that you want, when they're gone, you're always wrong, the time we spent together when the light was out became my thought of you, oh it's way too dark to read in here, this fairytale just ain't coming true, a man is lying dying on the side walk, tracing down the edges of his tarnished wedding ring, the cardboard sign in front of him says: "change won't change a thing", why even try getting by when you're hopeless?, all the time passing by will never lie, it's the choice that we make, so here's what to say to the god that you trust, when it's time, there's always time, the fire that's inside me died, the only light i had left back to you, oh it's way too cold to breath in here; i'm trying, but this body just won't do