REGRET
Gaston

Minute by minute, we find our-self, losing our grip On this wishing well
Holy water of rivers dry up, life suffocates in a human air duct.

I know it time, we'll know the loss
Believe, for now It's not a life you will face
Forever our lie.

Lying beside you, there is a sense of regret,
But as people we tend to forget.
What is clear now, in the end
is that we could never start again

We'll we know why? for us to understand,
that this life was not planed
but put in place by man

Minute by minute, Year by year
Lying beside you, with out a tear
Minute by minute, Year by year,
lying beside you. now helpless with fear.