Of What May Come

Caught with a locked door

And the ceiling collapsed

Watch the "late night show" of a past

I used to believe in happy ends



Happy ends like we used to dream

Always thought that they were meant for me

Now I am caught up with seconds

Deserting me



5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1

Slipping off

Must have been created

With a purpose for this world



5 - 4 - 3 - 2 - 1

Slipping off

This can not be the end

There has to be something more

Something more