DGG: I hope you like it. The lyrics are By 'Sting' song is 'Dead Mans Rope' So I don't own that or Danny Phantom.
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I stood at the top of a hill staring down at the town that I once called home. I could see my old school, my old home, and all of their graves.
Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
All this wandering has led me to this place
I wanted to just leave but I couldn't. Before I knew it I found myself in the graveyard. Looking at the graves in front of me. One of them Jack and Maddie Fenton Died November 25 2015. Another one with Jasmine Fenton Died December 25 2037. Next to that was Tucker Foley died January 2040 . And the last one Sam Manson Died April 25 2010. It had been so long since I had been here. The gravestones were cracked and the graves were over run with weeds. But mixed with them I saw green. Bending down I realized what it was. Violets were growing around Sam's grave. Pulling away weeds I saw more. There were flowers under the weeds around all of their graves. Tucker and small sunflowers that were just coming out of the ground, Jazz had budding white tulips, and around My parents were blooming red and yellow roses. I was surprised how fast they were adapting to the harsh amount of radiation in the air and ground.
A million footsteps, this left foot drags behind my right
But I keep walking, from daybreak 'til the falling night
And as days turn into weeks and years
And years turned into lifetimes
I just keep walking, like I've been walking for a thousand years
I had been living longer then I wanted. It had been nearly four millennia's since they had died. Yet I didn't look any older then 20. Memoriesbegan to invade my mind.
If you're walking to escape, to escape from your affliction
You'd be walking in a great circle, in a circle of addiction
Did you ever wonder what you'd been carrying since the world was black?
You see yourself in a looking glass with a tombstone on your back
I did what I always do when I don't want to revisit the memories of my past. I walked. My feet taking me to the park that no longer held life. The trees had died; grass no longer lived, but the water. The water that was always in the fountain, was still there. I looked into it. I saw myself. My once bright blue eyes now dull and empty. My once shining black hair is as dull as my eyes. My skin was pale. I'd be bone thin if it wasn't for the ghost fighting. Yeah there was a lot of that. Most of them I beat once and they leave me alone, others want to destroy me. I'll let them but I'm notgoing to make it easy.
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I'm just hanging here in space
Now I'm suspended between my darkest fears and dearest hope
Yes I've been walking, now I'm hanging from a dead man's rope
With Hell below me, and Heaven in the sky above
I've been walking, I've been walking away from Jesus' love
I kept walking, thinking. Vlad had died. Sure he had lived about six hundred years but he had died. Why couldn't I? Vlad and I were the same thing. Why did he get to die before me? I know he was technically older then I was but at twelve midnight tonight I'll be officially four thousand years old. Why am I still alive?
You'd be walking in a great circle, in a circle of addiction
Did you ever wonder what you'd been carrying since the world was black?
Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away in anger, walk away in pain
Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain
I'm empty, Sad, lonely, and I've walked around the world a total of eight hundred and seven times.I sawthe human race kill themselves off. Exactly fifty-eight years ago Russia and the US set off several nuclear bombs in world war three. Vlad and me, along with a LOT of cockroaches, survived. Looking around at all the rubble I saw more green. Young tree's fighting for life, tiny bits of grass were trying to exist, and vines claiming the few walls that still stood.
All this wandering has led me to this place
Inside the well of my memory, sweet rain of forgiveness
I'm just hanging here in space
Yes I've been walking, now I'm hanging from a dead man's rope
With Hell below me, and Heaven in the sky above
I'm writing this down cause I'm tired of it being in my head. I've written it in stone. No one's going to read it anyway. Everyone's dead. When and if the human race does come back into existence, well I hope I'm not there to watch it take place. Or when they find this.
Walk away in emptiness, walk away in sorrow,
Walk away from yesterday, walk away tomorrow,
Walk away in anger, walk away in pain
Walk away from life itself, walk into the rain
But the way things are going...I probably will be. I might still be walking.
And as days turn into weeks
And weeks turn into years
And years turn into lifetimes
I'll just keep walking.
And Daniel Fenton started walking again. Leaving a trail of life behind him.
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DGG: What do you think?
