Filth on this ledge, needeth attention, needeth be tidied
Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish
Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy
And I would comply with every request doing less than I should
I regret my hurt inflicting words
Wounds, now scars, of ill intent could speak though
Mine was ever one of insight pure
Wisdom went unheard, unwitnessed by
I regret all warnings spoken, loud
All precaution gone replaced with dumb resolve
Unitarily proceeding, erring
So one's left to watch it all unfurl
I regret the times I stayed behind
When all things of worth deemed worthy and true
By that heightened, sharpened state of mind
Thus I sat and thought and missed my cue
I regret my dreams of flying low
Staying 'neath too much and still content
Well despised by peers though not of mind
To stay free of lies, of life made mockery
I regret, I regret everything
I regret, I regret it all
I regret my visions coming true
World of wrongness, one of people wronged
Fear of losing what can not be owned
Owing what was never borrowed
I regret the future things I'll do
Being only human, sack of flesh
Seems remembrance is only apt
All that ever was will be again
Filth on this ledge, needeth attention, needeth be tidy
Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish
Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy
And I would comply to every request to do less than one should, than I should
Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish
Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy
And I would comply with every request doing less than I should
I regret my hurt inflicting words
Wounds, now scars, of ill intent could speak though
Mine was ever one of insight pure
Wisdom went unheard, unwitnessed by
I regret all warnings spoken, loud
All precaution gone replaced with dumb resolve
Unitarily proceeding, erring
So one's left to watch it all unfurl
I regret the times I stayed behind
When all things of worth deemed worthy and true
By that heightened, sharpened state of mind
Thus I sat and thought and missed my cue
I regret my dreams of flying low
Staying 'neath too much and still content
Well despised by peers though not of mind
To stay free of lies, of life made mockery
I regret, I regret everything
I regret, I regret it all
I regret my visions coming true
World of wrongness, one of people wronged
Fear of losing what can not be owned
Owing what was never borrowed
I regret the future things I'll do
Being only human, sack of flesh
Seems remembrance is only apt
All that ever was will be again
Filth on this ledge, needeth attention, needeth be tidy
Memories attached to bits and pieces of rubbish, is my rubbish
Decorum dictates one's state of mind be clean, be tidy
And I would comply to every request to do less than one should, than I should