Symphony Of Fall
Screwed Up History Music
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Symphony Of Fall
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Screwed Up History Music
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Symphony Of Fall - Post-Grunge / Alternative Rock / Cinematic Rock Track
The calendar is bleeding red, another deadline missed
The ghost of every goal I had, remains a cold, dark mist
I traded sleep for silver coins, and time for hollow dreams
But now the office tower’s quiet, and tearing at the seams
The gold has turned to rusted iron, the ladder led to nowhere
I’m standing at the top of nothing, gasping for the air.
And in the hallway of our home, the silence is a blade
The promises we whispered once, begin to slowly fade
Your keys are lying on the shelf, where laughter used to bloom
But now the shadow of your absence fills up every room
I failed to hold the line at work, I failed to hold your hand
A king of dust and broken glass, in a disappearing land.
The sky is turning charcoal, the birds have flown away
There’s a price for every error, and it’s time for me to pay
The harvest that I hoped for, is rotting on the vine
In the wreckage of the life I built, I’m running out of time.
It’s the symphony of fall, hear the crashing of the leaves
The anthem of the broken heart, and the man who still believes
That he could own the summer, and keep the frost at bay
But the music’s getting lower, as the light begins to grey
Everything is dropping, the curtain and the pride
In this symphony of fall, there’s nowhere left to hide.
Ten years of climbing, just to hit the ground
A lifetime of loving, with no one left around
The resume is empty, the bed is even more
I’m a stranger to the person that I was before!
It’s the symphony of fall, hear the crashing of the leaves
The anthem of the broken heart, and the man who still believes
That he could own the summer, and keep the frost at bay
But the music’s getting lower, as the light begins to grey
Everything is dropping, the curtain and the pride
In this symphony of fall, there’s nowhere left to hide.
The wind is picking up the pieces...
Of a career I couldn't save.
The rain is washing out the traces...
Of the love I couldn't keep.
Just a symphony...
A symphony of fall.
#postgrunge , #alternativerock , #cinematicrock .