Bring it down

It's pouring down this street again
I Sit at the bus stop like it's my oldest friend
The light is flickering , flickering
Like my achievements, before my eyes
Which way, which way do I turn
Every road is blocked by a toll
I can't afford the fee, I'm too old
To sell my soul , for light
Bring it down , to, everything broken
Bring it down, to , fake tokens
Bring it down, to, my knees again
Bring it down, to, every single friend
There's no measurement for the soul
It's tattered, attached to an ethereal spire
Which is broken and bent
Like the goals I once had
I'd break my back, to hear you breathe
I'd choke my sentiments just to have belief
In anything, anything at all
But even certainties aren't certain anymore
Bring it down, to, when I'm at my lowest
Bring it down, to, always being last
Bring it down, when inside I stop crying
Bring it down to when I finally stop trying

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