I looked....

about a drem

the sun started to set
and darkness started to cling
i looked for the broken siren
i looked for the broken wing

i looked for the broken window
the one that had a glipse of life
i looked for the broken hearted
i looked for the broken wife

I remember the flowers were dying
and i listened to what they said
I looked for the silent sobbing
i looked for the dreams of the dead

I looked for the dreams once dreampt
i looked for the plans once made
i looked for the hopes of the children
i looked for the final facade

and i remember the sun was setting
and that the darkness started to cling
so i looked for that broken siren
and listened for the bell that should ring

The End

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