And yet, do you look behind at the storm you just passed?
What it left behind?
Do you leave a fleeting thought at the lives in the middle of the eye?
Or do you look ahead, swearing to never relive the panic?
For a fool hides their pain under a row of smiles, but a warrior presses on wearing their heart upon the armour.
What it left behind?
Do you leave a fleeting thought at the lives in the middle of the eye?
Or do you look ahead, swearing to never relive the panic?
For a fool hides their pain under a row of smiles, but a warrior presses on wearing their heart upon the armour.
Keeping Tabs - Niki