Some People Get High for a Living, Dying Before Giving, Everything thats inside of them Trying to Escape, something has to break before it becomes Whole again. Is it the Mind, the Heart, or the Soul that I am in? I am in Faith and Fear, what have we all become in a desperate measure of self centered satisfaction? I give it all to you, hoping that youll make something beautiful out of me. There is a Voice, in the Quiet, clinging to the Sound I hear when nothing in this world makes sense. I appear to have nothing figured out, Letting it all go as it comes. Fast is Light, that never lasts. But This Voice I hear in the Quiet is So Full of LOVE and Light, and this Voice never goes away, Its been there since the Day I woke up from a dream. This Voice is in the sound of every tear falling. In every hand being held. In every kiss shared by lovers. This Voice is reminding me that I am not alone. I need your song, Start it Over Please
Posted on: Sat, 28 Jun 2014 17:57:23 +0000
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