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Remembering my past I only get flashbacks,
Searching for something my heart remembers,
But my mind does not.
Reaching farther but getting fartheraway.
Is there anyone who can help? Who can remember?
Feeling something that I need to know but cannot.
Falling deeper and deeper
Into a pit of despair.
Reaching for the light.
But cannot reach,
Falling deeper and farther away.
I there anyone that can help?
That can remember what I cannot?
Its a maze of flashbacks,
No exit no way out.
The walls are caving in and no way out.
No helping hands,
No friendly voice,
No way to shout.
Why all this?
Why me?
Flashbacks are all I see.
Why me and not someone else?
The answer is in my lost past.
Six years to remember.
Six years of childhood innocence.
My spirit is wrapped by mystery.
The doors are all locked.
Will God ever give me the key?
I am running deeper into a dark maze.
Searching and searching but not finding the exit.
Must beat the clock.
Time is running out.
Running through a corridor
Trying the doors out but al locked
Searching for a key that is not
Flashes of unknown memories another dead end,
Walking around another endless passage.
Opening up a door
Leading deeper into my soul.
Dont know how I am.
Dont know where I belong.
Searching for something my heart remembers,
But my mind does not.
Reaching farther but getting fartheraway.
Is there anyone who can help? Who can remember?
Feeling something that I need to know but cannot.
Falling deeper and deeper
Into a pit of despair.
Reaching for the light.
But cannot reach,
Falling deeper and farther away.
I there anyone that can help?
That can remember what I cannot?
Its a maze of flashbacks,
No exit no way out.
The walls are caving in and no way out.
No helping hands,
No friendly voice,
No way to shout.
Why all this?
Why me?
Flashbacks are all I see.
Why me and not someone else?
The answer is in my lost past.
Six years to remember.
Six years of childhood innocence.
My spirit is wrapped by mystery.
The doors are all locked.
Will God ever give me the key?
I am running deeper into a dark maze.
Searching and searching but not finding the exit.
Must beat the clock.
Time is running out.
Running through a corridor
Trying the doors out but al locked
Searching for a key that is not
Flashes of unknown memories another dead end,
Walking around another endless passage.
Opening up a door
Leading deeper into my soul.
Dont know how I am.
Dont know where I belong.