I felt like whipping up a sad. Enjoy~

She's breaking down
Crushed by a life in a solitary town
Air so thick you could drown
Not with the smoke but the hate
A climate designed to frustrate
She falls and catches her skirt on the tracks
She falls through the cracks
In the ice in her glass
escaping too fast
from a night with no stars
The sky bears her scars
The morning replaces the orange glow
with ash thick as snow
From the things that she smokes
She knows if she chokes
that the sun will still rise
she cuts all her ties
One foot falls before the other
walking through morning twilight
she continues her fight

We have to try a little harder, just to make it by
Our tears have all run dry but it's a symptom of the time
Can you feel the aching? the breaking of the heart
We try to stay together, but the world tears us apart
Like the way the autumn leaves were once a summer green
It's shorter than it seems and then the sky has turned to grey
Forget the endless dreaming and of falling through the sun
We're never more than dying flames when all is said and done

It's funny, I think.
How bright is the moon as she stands
alone in the back of the room
When she walks she leaves her own ghost
reminders of times that she hated the most
The wall is bleeding it's time
A witness of crimes against her
She's losing her mind and it hurts in her heart
She's taking it back to the start
from her eyes she draws a new line
taking the stars as a sign of the end
Taking her hand, they shine like a friend
as they fade into day giving her hope that she'll find a new way
Reality bends, she loses her grip and she breaks
laughing and crying with every step that she takes
When she sleeps she doesn't wake up in the day
the sun is alone and she feels the same way

We have to try a little harder, just to make it by
Our tears have all run dry but it's a symptom of the time
Can you feel the aching? the breaking of the heart
We try to stay together, but the world tears us apart
Like the way the autumn leaves were once a summer green
It's shorter than it seems and then the sky has turned to grey
Forget the endless dreaming and of falling through the sun
We're never more than dying flames when all is said and done