Remote Control

[mephisto_so7]

Hey tired man I see you walk alone
The wrinkles on your face, a map of all your pain
Your expression becomes an open book of time
Filled with pages of forgotten hopes.
Good intentions, regret, disillusion with life,
Animosity, unbridled purity.
All these things I swear I see
And your eyes tell me all you could never be.
So many times I've stared into the eyes
Of the young, the old, the lonely and the wise.
Just to find a glimpse of all I have not seen,
Just to find some peace for my jaded mind.
Don't want to live my life by the second hand
Of a clock that's long since passed me by,
You say I've got to stay in line..
Well.. your line is going nowhere and so are you.
Choices and decisions made, smoking away the pain inside
Sit back and watch it all go by.
I could never find the peace of mind I'd need
I hid it all away for another day
Sit back, everything's going to be alright.
Rivers of pain map your aging skin
Your expression a journal of where you've been
All your dreams and your chances lost
You walk along that dotted line.
Do you remember a time when you used to dream?
Do you remember a time when you used to live?
All those dreams and chances..
They're all gone.
So you gave it all away, unable to say
All you want to say..
Look at you now.. turned out to be a face of misery
Look at you now.. because nothing's all I see.