Day by day my friends begin to fade away
Nerve by nerve I've gained more than I deserve
I'm beginning to lose it all
Hope
Faith
Sight
Ambition
Spark
Fate
Haste
The sudden depletion has my eyes on my feet
and my future on hold
How can I get ahead with out a single helping hand?
The hands I thought were there have all become one with maniquins
I guess now with out a clue
I"ll have to find another muse












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