Monday, October 26, 2009

This place has no love for me/Im jumping of the ledge of the highest story/My broken wings wont save me now three hundred feet off the ground/These Prison walls cant hold my soul in/Your heart wont open up for me instead you just fly away/

Your voice/your eyes they haunt me every night i lay alone under the dark and dreamless sky/

Head in the clouds crimson tear in my eyes/but even up from so high i can see the tears you cry/but you wont cry out to me. so i'll jump hoping this wings wont save me now/ when i hit the ground will you even care?

1 comment:

  1. This one's my favorite. I love how you put the person up on a building looking down, about to fall... looking for someone to save him...