Wednesday, November 29, 2006
To Come of Age
Running through the mindfields, straight as a crooked glass
(Come to me)
Believe in what your spirit desires, allow yourself to dream
(Come to me)
Relinquish your existance, accept it and be free
(Come to me)
Broken by this moment, twisted in your faith
(Come to me)
The purpose of your message, secure in the thoughts within
(Come to me)
He claims you and calls you forth in spite of yourself
(Come to me)
'You will never understand, your eyes gazed away'
(Come to me)
Belittled on your ground, you stare straight ahead
(Come to me)
As soon as the Sun goes down, his Moon will follow you
(Come to me)
Come to me and feel me
Come to me to heal
Come inside this fortress of grief
and let me allow you to see.
That all outside is fleeting
and you inside must feel
this burden you alone must carry
and you, alone will be.
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