Here comes nothing I know
Wings are floating downstream
To the sea again begin
This old world left hanging
People gripping ether
Steady voices, hear them?
As a child I lived there
In a fog I lost here
I feel it all
Emptiness fills the bleeding whole
I feel it all
This is my whispered prayer in awe
I feel it all
Laying my head down on the pain
I feel it all
Now I'm awake and sleep no more.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
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