Progression

And it weighs down
Never fades down to me
Fear must be another
Must be a part of it
A long time in cover
Isn't the half of it

It favors
Never favors the poor

Now the kill list is over
The pieces don't seem to fit
It's been the longest October
Find myself in the pit

Save it
Please don't save it anymore

If I could go back
In time to relive the past
If I think back
Where was I happiest at?
Bonfire night
8 years ago last night
No worries in my brain
No plans to move away

That bliss is gone
I can't face it anymore
Are the good times over
Do we lose everything
Around the enclosure

Has anyone felt the sting

Progression, it's the illness of the age