Monday, August 30, 2010

Leave Them Behind

heroes inside of the picture frames
they whisper while you walk by
and if you should ask them
why they all cry
they'll tell you you're leaving them behind
echoes follow down the staircase
and they call to you walking away
and if you should hear them
you'd hear them say
they had all the hopes stacked high for you
and somehow they all tumbled down
I was the decider and heard them too late
and the echoes all faded away
if I had stayed long enough to hear them
I would have heard what they'd say
They said don't, don't, don't
walk away
there are hopes to the sky and don't you dare wonder why
don't, don't don't
don't you forget to pray
there are millions of voices that will never voice thanks if you do
if you do
leave them behind
stupid, stupid, stupid
there were heroes in picture frames
whispering as you walked by
but you never asked them
no, never asked them why
they all cried
echoes followed you down the staircase
and they called to you walking away
but you never heard them
or heard what they said
there were hopes stacked high for you
and they tumbled down behind you
crying
don't, don't, don't
walk away
don't, don't, don't
forget to pray
there are millions of voices that will never voice thanks if you ...
leave them behind
but I was the decider
and stupid, that choice was mine



By Elizabeth Azpurua on 8/29/10

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