Chrono





Rushing in and out, and in and out of my mind
We live and obey with some kind of hate.
Dreading the time to come when we've got no time at all.
I want to take the time to stop and think about doing this, and what it might mean to be.
When I close my eyes, there's nothing but darkness revealed.
It's right there in front of me.
Looking forward for a taste of things to come.
I can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying to pass me by, but not this time.
I am not afraid.
You're not getting older;
you're just getting old.
And your finish wears thin as your stories get told.
Yet you've somehow impressed her; she's already sold.
The one page in your book that's still shining in gold says,
"Wishing for the years to flash by has left me blind.
I'm waiting for the few fleeting moments where the world makes sense to me."
My search continues for a taste of things to come.
can't see familiar faces on anyone.
Life is trying its best to pass by, but not this time.
I am not afraid.
Crono
Corriendo dentro y fuera, y dentro y fuera de mi mente
Vivimos y obedecemos con algún tipo de odio.
Temiendo el momento por venir cuando no tendremos tiempo en absoluto.
Quiero tomarme el tiempo para detenerme y pensar en hacer esto, y lo que podría significar ser.
Cuando cierro los ojos, no hay nada más que oscuridad revelada.
Está justo ahí delante de mí.
Esperando ansiosamente por probar lo que está por venir.
No puedo ver caras familiares en nadie.
La vida está tratando de pasarme de largo, pero no esta vez.
No tengo miedo.
No estás envejeciendo;
solo te estás volviendo viejo.
Y tu final se desgasta a medida que tus historias se cuentan.
Sin embargo, de alguna manera la impresionaste; ella ya está vendida.
La única página en tu libro que aún brilla en oro dice,
Escrita por: Aaron Brooks / Jonathan Vigil / K.C. Stockbridge