Dead Tom's Dead - Wind Walkers

At the stroke of midnight

Her body failed

And what seemed like a dream turned out to be real

The fear in her sons eyes

His tears resembled the rain outside

He approached her bedside for one final goodbye

We are always chasing

But never seizing the moment

Has my time been wasted

Fighting for things I can’t change

I’m fighting for things I can’t change

I was never good at farewells

The fear in my eyes

I know you can tell

Your unable to speak

But there’s no need

Just squeeze my hand and let me know you hear me

I’ve been promised the best years

But suffered some of the worst

I’m not asking for much here

Just something good to come first

I’m afraid of what I’ll see when the curtain drops

When the lights go out

When the music stops

Because I’m afraid of what I’ll find if I search to hard

Will I lose my mind

Will it break my heart

As the story goes

There’s always someone slowing you down

It’s time to face the truth

There’s no one left around

I’ve faced the worst, took the best, and picked my knees off the ground

With just enough of myself to turn this life around

We are always chasing

But never seizing the moment

Has my time been wasted

Fighting for things I can’t change

I’m fighting for things I can’t change