Beauty Room The Weight Of The World
The weight of the world crashing over me
Got to keep my head above the clouds in my mind.
So many questions unanswered,
How many more the subtlest tunes we ignore?
Still the wheels keep turning
As we strive through time and space.
Bleeding hearts still yearning
For the chance to raise again.
How long? How long, must we carry on this way?
Day after day, we carry on
Swept beneath the tide of all the happiness we fake.
How many chances do we need
Just to keep the soul of our humanity in place?
Still the world keeps burning
As we cover up her shame
Broken hearts still yearning
For the chance to start again.
How long? How long?
