The Good Has Gone

I feel ...like the good world has gone
And I fear... that the good world has gone
I look around
And I see from the ground
It's a busy place, with hardly a space
And I search and I find
A wall to shoulder a tear that falls from my eye
I don't want to cry
But it looks like the world has gone

I want to say... goodbye to all
I want to to say... life isn't fair
I want to say... I rise to fall
It's not the air... its the ground I walk upon

I feel ...like the good world has gone
And I fear... that the good world has gone
I look around
And I see from the ground
It's a busy place, with hardly a space
And I search and I find
A wall to shoulder a tear that falls from my eye
I don't want to cry
But it looks like the world has gone


I want to cry... a final tear
I've been counting.. for more then a year
I want to roll down the blind... so I can find
Some piece of mind.. from this torn world

I feel ...like the good world has gone
And I fear... that the good world has gone
I look around
And I see from the ground
It's a busy place, with hardly a space
And I search and I find
A wall to shoulder a tear that falls from my eye
I don't want to cry
But it looks like the world has gone