The fires burning within my sole,
are enough to turn silver into gold.
Bring your hands into the light,
Drawn away from the night.
The rushing rushing sound of water,
Leads you to pain and salughter.
Don't turn away,don't close your eyes,
you can't help the one that dies.
She goes away,nights go passed,
Her life was short,her sole didn't last.
She'll never be found you can't find me,
This broken heart was never ment to be.
Close your eye's and open your mind,
You'll soon find out we're out of time.
With your open mouth that never speaks,
and your cold cold eyes that never seek.
Turn away victory's won,
Burn away into the sun.
 Sheepuu · Thu Dec 09, 2004 @ 06:15pm · 2 Comments |
