-Part Three: Gordo-
-Chapter 11: Before the Dawn-
Meet me after dark again and I'll hold you I am nothing more than to see you there And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
I looked down at the two stones next to each other. Miranda Sanchez 1988- 2005 and Elizabeth McGuire 1988-2005. Both of them gone, in the course of a week. Miranda had committed suicide, but only after she had gone insane, and Lizzie had been caught in a cross fire, wrongfully shot, and died in my arms. My best friend and the person that I loved. Both gone. Forever.
If only night can hold you where I can see you, my love Then let me never ever wake again And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
God, what I would give to see them again. I was always one of those people that never thought about death. A believer that only the old died, and even then they died peacefully in their sleep. Happily. But no, the young died to. They killed themselves, and they get shot. It's not worth it anymore, not worth getting up in the morning anymore. The moonlight reflected on the soft white snow, and I realized that this could not be changed. They were gone.
Somehow I know that we can't wake again from this dream It's not real, but it's ours
I wish I could just wake up and be able to do it all again. But this, this isn't a dream. You can't go back. Life happens and you've just got to deal with it.
Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
I want to leave. Leave Hillridge and keep running, never looking back. I want to be gone. I can't stay in this place. But I have no where to run to. I'm just a sixteen year old kid.
Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
And this is something I'll have to deal with. Somehow, this is the life I was given.
Meet me after dark again and I'll hold you I am nothing more than to see you there And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
I looked down at the two stones next to each other. Miranda Sanchez 1988- 2005 and Elizabeth McGuire 1988-2005. Both of them gone, in the course of a week. Miranda had committed suicide, but only after she had gone insane, and Lizzie had been caught in a cross fire, wrongfully shot, and died in my arms. My best friend and the person that I loved. Both gone. Forever.
If only night can hold you where I can see you, my love Then let me never ever wake again And maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
God, what I would give to see them again. I was always one of those people that never thought about death. A believer that only the old died, and even then they died peacefully in their sleep. Happily. But no, the young died to. They killed themselves, and they get shot. It's not worth it anymore, not worth getting up in the morning anymore. The moonlight reflected on the soft white snow, and I realized that this could not be changed. They were gone.
Somehow I know that we can't wake again from this dream It's not real, but it's ours
I wish I could just wake up and be able to do it all again. But this, this isn't a dream. You can't go back. Life happens and you've just got to deal with it.
Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
I want to leave. Leave Hillridge and keep running, never looking back. I want to be gone. I can't stay in this place. But I have no where to run to. I'm just a sixteen year old kid.
Maybe tonight, we'll fly so far away We'll be lost before the dawn
And this is something I'll have to deal with. Somehow, this is the life I was given.