the first time

the waning moon
occausts my eyes
a mother mourns
a child cries
i cant keep either safe

i am a man
i am a son
i am a father
but wich one
will i follow when i wake

everything
it seems so real
thru these evasive
thoughts conseal
the reason im alive

a second thought
a second glance
i will not get
a second chance
if i am soon to die

chorous

i still cant believe your gone
my guitar still sings ur song
and even tho its time to move on
ill never forget
the first time...

the fear inside
i know it shows
it is alive
it comes and goes
and everythings the same

i can comply
with nothing more
she was a child
she was a whore
and i embraced the pain

believe in nothing
feel the same
evade all conflict
prase the name
of something you can see

and bleed your own
i will bleed mine
see thru yourself
refuse to shine
be what you want to be

chorous:

but i still cant believe your gone
my guitar still sings your name
and even tho its time to move on
i will never forget
the first time...

to each and everyone
his own
you were mine
but now your gone
it will never be the same

ill never feel your words
of sin
that ripped and tore
my heart withen
assunder from its frame

i see again
i breathe anew
and for the time
i lost with you
ill never get it back

ive spent some time
inside my head
its not as ugly
as youve said
ive seen between the cracks

but i still cant believe your gone
my guitar still sings your song
ane even tho its time to move on
ill never forget
the first time...

i saw your smile
i touched your face
i felt the wormth
of your embrace
i heard you speak
i held your hand
i saw god
the promised land
inside your eyes
you said to me
follow along if
you want to be free

and i still cant believe your gone
my guitar still crys your name
and even tho its time to move on
i will never for get
the first time...

     i missed you