Letras
Pull the curtains set the stage, funny how the seasons change
Once, the sky was blue and bright, but now that beauty's out of sight
Cold and dry, skin awry, wind won't stop its violent fly
Seeping through your makeshift home and gnawing on your teary eyes
Air is not the only thing that flows across the gloomy sky
Something's with you, always there and notice-a-ble to your mind
One night, as you're walking home from leaving home you stop beside
A dead flower, watching it as something eerie tells you "Hi"
Turn around, see a face, smiling as it floats away
Vaporizing into nothing, as your skin and bones give way
Wake up hazy, terrified, as recollection hits your mind
Jump up, start to bolt away from what you think is coming your way
There it is, it's back again and worse than what you had thought when
You first laid eyes on this sight that gave you more than just a fright
Happy smile, peaceful eyes, ra-di-ant, familiar guy
Terrible, unbearable; you pick up pace and start to fly
Think: "Why am I so terrified, it's not like S. King's Pennywise!"
Take another look, and STOP; you re-a-lize that what you see is
Your own self from better skies, haunting your now-saddened life
Coming at you, re-lent-less, and making sure it kills your vibes
Back in summer, life was light, and void of any pain or strife
I feared sorrow, now I crave it; wanted joy, but now despise it
Christmas comes, flowers bloom, sunny days, and school's out too
Joys arise and take control, but why does fall weigh on the soul