And It All Fell Down

Life is funny isn't it?

Days were sunny and warm,

Nights sparkled and everything fit.

Now,

I'm looking for a place.

Mine blew up.

 

My family was as close as could be.

Laughter, stories, music drifted through

And never failed to bring joy to me.

It's gone.

I'm looking for a place.

Mine blew up. 

 

The wall's came down.

He told us to run.

Off rolled his crown

Never to be seen again.

I'm looking for a place.

Mine blew up.

 

The world has turned,

And I am alone. 

I remember all I learned

From our time together.

I'm looking for a place.

Mine blew up.

 

Still running.

Just like you said.

Living on my cunning. 

I'll forget nothing.

I'm looking for a place.

Mine blew up.

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