Cold Tears

I couldn't believe
When it was over
Who called out the lies
That made it this way
Look to the sea
See how it's rolling
It can deceive
With limited sway

I couldn't see
The change in the seasons
A dangerous place
A crippled design
Out on a limb
With limited motion
Weak and diseased
They want it this way

Cry
Cold tears
And the days
Turn into years
Holding you up
Breaking you down
It's in the blood
It's all around
You can be seen, but you
Can't be heard
Going in circles, waiting
For the word
And the place, that
Allows us to dream
Can take it away, at
It's own dеcree

How can this be
How can this be