Into Smithereens [c o m p l e t e]

• Lost Souls •

You leave us shallow when you die,
Your soul rises and goes away
Leaving us nothing but to sob and cry;
While you find peace where you lay.
Didn't leave an opportunity for a goodbye;
Oh, how we wanted you to stay!
Our emotions are drained and dry,
Because we have nothing positive to say.
If we say it's over, then that's a lie,
We seek helplessly for your birthday.

But where are you? You are no where found.
Yet you can hear our every cry and scream.
You're burried under the ground,
But we meet you in every dream.
We can hear the music in your sound;
They form the perfect musical scheme.
We can't find you anywhere around,
Even if we were like a dream team.
We always sobbed, whined, and frowned,
As we were immensed in a grief theme.