It Could Have Been A Good Life
Bright Eyes blaring wide
Slowly Closing inch by inch
Day by day
To the chorus of the tide
Drenched in misery
Life just keeps passing by
One day the wall of death
Shall come crashing down on me
And the tears shall flow substantially
And no amount of begging or yearning for the past
Shall bring to me more time
And I will know that what was
Will never be again
And what could have been
Will forever remain out of reach
And I'll know
That this is goodbye
And my one chance
It Could have been a good life
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