These Times Are Hard

Forgetting the last of what they left here,
Trying to ignore my every fear,
It's like a cut on your skin,
Removing any trace of sin.

Singing aloud to misfortune,
While dancing under the moon,
I'll wander the streets to reach your door,
And hear my footsteps on the floor.

Travelling until I wear out my soles,
Avoiding any pot holes,
For God will help me on my way,
He's the only one who promised stay.

Lets reach for the last star in the sky,
It'll be most beautiful you can't deny,
Shooting, falling from its height,
Blessing us with its beauty and light.

My greed will not corrupt my mind,
There is nothing left you cannot find,
Missing pieces were long lost,
Maybe one day they will be crossed.

As the man in the moon dances though the night,
We rest our heads from the day's fight,
Giving up until the sun arrives,
Lightening up the gloom of our lives.

We'll smile the same smile as before,
Cry the last tears once more,
Decide when tomorrow starts and ends,
Loose people but keep true friends.

The streets will lead the way ahead,
There's nothing left to be said,
Time has drifted past for years,
Growing longer as it appears.

Little do we know just yet,
Some things we haven't met,
Like living in pain for so long,
But no good choice is very wrong.