Fading Sound

The fragile glass of the window breaks Losing conscience, taking space Running circles in my head Quiet hum, pages left unread Spinning all around The lost cannot be found Where you gonna go Where you gonna go Stuck in the fading sound Never coming down Where you gonna go Where you gonna go Pity takes its hold Forever takes its toll Still have nothing to show Empty hands to fold The ghost creeps up the wall Empty space Empty halls Bitter Thoughts always find their way back home Spinning all around The lost cannot be found Where you gonna go Where you gonna go Stuck in the fading sound Never coming down Where you gonna go Where you gonna go Slow decay Waste away Slow decay Waste away Spinning all around The lost cannot be found Where you gonna go Where you gonna go Stuck in the fading sound Never coming down Where you gonna go Where you gonna go