Backwards Marathon

The early love seems to become jaded
 I'm never expecting this
 Glance towards the mirror,
 Imagination towards the stars
 The endless desire for my one and only true love
 This will never change I predict
 But I do get tired
 If only they knew what push we have given
 For this music
 This happiness that keeps us all sane
 Cold nights seem to force questions
 Not wanting to accept these thoughts
 I have worked and will keep working
 To keep the tradition of my one true motive in life
 Music
 My only love
 Once building drum boxes and pretending to be an artist
 I guess I'm here but it feels weird
 So weird
 To know how weird all this can be
 It seems to never work out like I planned
 Like we planned
 One day it will all come together
 First place desire in the backwards marathon
 Thats all we can ask for
 It's raining... it's raining... it's raining... it's raining
 When the sun comes up, it's still raining
 Slowly we grow
 Weeds turn into
 Smiling trance
 Never mentioned
 The early love seems to become jaded
 I'm never expecting this
 Dance for the mirror
 Imagination towards the stars
 The endless desire for my one and only true love
 Dreams won't let go
 Thoughts will not change
 Can't watch it fly away