• The daybreak is nigh
    The shadows cast high
    All that’s left are your first steps
    Towards what has gone

    One day the inventor lost all motion
    His incomplete imagination left for dead
    His heart no longer fluttered at his calculations
    He sadden as his eyes went from his sketch-ups
    To the dust upon his breaking dream
    Resorting to his liquid escape
    Withdrawing the last of who he was

    The daybreak is nigh
    The shadows cast high
    All that’s left are your first steps
    Towards what has gone

    One day this girl lost all thought
    She gave hope up to the shelf
    The hospital bed her only home
    As she stays wrapped in dreams
    Never to again walk carefree
    She wares a look of an unpleasant happiness

    The daybreak is nigh
    The shadows cast high
    All that’s left are your first steps
    Towards what has gone

    One day the butcher didn’t see himself
    His knifes dulling as he worked
    Each hack he took in shame
    As the reflective blades sunk deeper
    Impaling his aching soul
    Found he was shouting the order of the day

    The daybreak is nigh
    The shadows cast high
    All that’s left are your first steps
    Towards what has gone

    One day a little boy found his daddy’s keep sake
    Swinging it wildly around
    Finger upon trigger feed to his growing curiousity
    All that left an unresponsive innocent body
    Never let to dream again

    The daybreak is nigh
    The shadows cast high
    All that’s left are your first steps
    Towards what has gone