This is for long-forgotten Light at the end of the world Horizon crying So long ago The tears he left behind long ago An old man by a seashore At the end of day Gazes the horizon With seawinds in his face

I've forgotten all of young love's joy Feel like a lady, but you my lady boy You should be stronger than me You been here 7 years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man, Not pal in comparison to who you think I am, You always wanna talk

Lost not forgotten Reigning against the odds Feared and respected living among the gods Leading the empire King of the deathless soul Spirit as black as coal I am not immortal I am just a man A power-craving tyrant

You should be stronger than me Feel like a lady, and you my lady boy 'Cause I've forgotten all of young love's joy You've been here seven years longer than me Don't you know you supposed to be the man? Not pale in comparison to who you think I am You

The waters turn The hardships we endure You ain't the only son Or forgotten daughter Yet I keep on running And I won't look back The waters rise You never know just where they're at We have drowned in blackened waters

Our lives will not be lived in vain We're throwing wrenches in the gears These machines feed on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams Are we so alone, So distant, So forgotten, As we think ourselves to be? These are our lives But did they ever even

Don’t look away, sometimes you’re better lost than to be seen Don’t look away from the arms of a moment Where in the world’s the forgotten? They’re lost inside your memory You’re dragging on, your heart’s been broken As we all go down in history Where in

The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gray The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going home to my city by the Bay I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill, it calls to me To be

Where is the line? Where is the line? 'Cause some of us aren't blind! Here today, but forgotten tomorrow! When did they assume? Putting on a costume Gave them a right to ostracize Out of the woodwork art aficionados Answer one question? Between your

Love is looking for you now Love is looking for you I've been looking for you Maybe you're just jaded from some nobody's unforgotten words Maybe you're just faded a little gray from every time That you've been hurt So you're looking for your skin That