Ramblings Of A Self-proclaimed Madman

My thoughts flow out of my ears Out of my mouth and for others to hear Catch me at random I’m a broken compa*s I’m a thousand blinking stars over a darkened abyss I’m the son not a father or a ghost These words are not for pews or filled rows There are times when I’m lonely broken and sad But the feeling that fills my time is the pain of regret It’s the pain of not knowing what could have been So live for the moments and let them sink in There’s a time for a lifetime so live it well You’re the author of your path and there’s story to tell I’m the son not a father or a ghost These words are not for pews or filled rows There are times when I’m lonely broken and sad But the feeling that fills my time is the pain of regret At The Ending Of All This We Have The Knowledge What We Believed Was Only A Dream