Well and these days are sad days
Not Much of Nothing If Anything
To brag about I must say...well the
Candles still burn bright, I still live
By the moonlight and you, you are
Still the love of my life but you are
Nowhere to be found...well it’s just
My dreams face down and Nothing
Much of Nothing If Anything and
That’s a heavy crown to carry around
I fear life is slipping through my hands
Like grains of sand through the hour
Glass, I try to live for tomorrow but I
Can’t help from living in the past
I’m nothing more than a the pale shadow
Of a ghost in the fog off the Lakelands
Tho I’m doing the best I can but it’s
Like a dagger through my heart, tearing
Me apart but that’s just my sorry excuse
Of a life face down Nothing Much
Of Nothing If Anything and that is a
Heavy crown to carry around!