Black Roses

 

Live honestly to a higher note. Life is too short. So, do the best you can and live your life to a higher note.

 

– Kimora Lee Simmons –

 

Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Forget about the ones who don’t. Believe things happen for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.

 

– Unknown –

 

 

♫ TUNE ♫

 

 

Black Roses - Aviators

 

 

Children joyful dancing in the sun

With a blissful ignorance of what's to come

When the guardsmen start to struggle

And the barriers give way

We're broken and we wither in the fray

 

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

 

Running off afraid of what's to come

When you're facing down the barrel of the lawman's gun

But the saints have learned the secret

And the rebels know the same

We're killing just to bury our remains

 

Preludes of every stanza

End on repeating notes

A tale of woe and sadness

Chorus of silent throats

We try and keep a memory

Transcribing every line

But when they turn to ashes

We perish slaves to time

Burned out on borrowed moments

Used up like cigarettes

We feel our time expiring

But it's not over yet

Each finds a meager purpose

Though our cold grave awaits

We face the morbid beauty

Of our collective fate

 

We are flawed

Chained to the laws of nature

I guess we'll have to teach each other

To leave legends to our names

 

We are husks

Alive but barely breathing

Sometimes we pull ourselves together

But our efforts fade away

We are dust

Crumbling by the moment

We try to push away the ending

And black roses fall the same

 

Done