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The Clock is TickingWhen the sand melts into glass will we still be able to gaze calmly
At our reflections engraved in the ground beneath our feet;
just to avoid the eye contact of those ghosts who haunt our dreams?
Are they the same ones that keep you awake?
And when the clock ticks and you have to leave will you tie your shoe laces the same way you were taught When you were young? Those little things you never forget,
Like your first kiss with the one you thought you loved.
You'll always remember the way you look
Until you glance in the mirror for that split second and you realize that you're not in the frame.
That reflection isn't you.
Like the image in a fun house mirror, you're a monster.
Is that monster also reflected in the molten sand glass at your feet? Is that why you won't hold my gaze?
Are you keeping an eye on the monster, or are you holding in your sanity?
Am I among the ghosts who haunt your dreams?
And when the clock ticks away the hours and you lay in yo
Free From Who I Once WasSo Dark, the dawn. So dark, even illuminated by light.
Falling, she screams. Falling from the jagged height,
Fearfully leaping into the light.
So fast, the world spins. So fast, she falls into the brightness.
Warmth in the cold washes away the blood on the ground. Warmth of reborn lightness.
Her heavy heart bursts with brightness.
From the inside it shines. From inside she glows.
Singing, yes. Singing, from her throat the brightness flows.
See the luminescent life in her eyes? See it glow?
She's flying, Oh. She's flying and nothing stops her.
You just have to ask to know. Just ask the stars, I'm sure they will concur
That she has taken the dawn's light. It lives within her.
Love, Guide Me. I Don't Know The WayGive me directions to the end of the earth
And I'll give you everything else.
Will you follow me off the edge too?
Screaming over and over; "I love you, Love. I love you!"
Give me directions to the ocean's floor
And I'll show you how long I can hold my breath.
When I can wait no longer and inhale the salt water will you cry?
Will you cry and shout out; "Why, Love? Why!?"
Give me directions to your heart
And I'll give you the key to mine.
Will you hold it safely in your hands and set me free?
Will you beg me for a look inside saying; "Love, please, can I see?"
Give me directions to God's heaven
And I'll follow you there when you go.
When I reach heaven's gate will the Angels let me in?
Will they look away and tell me; "Sorry, Love, but your soul is filled with too much sin."
Give me directions to where you are
And I'll do my best to find the path.
Will you greet me with open arms or turn me away?
Will you hold me and caress me whispering; "Love, please stay."
Just a memory of past memories.I wish that my wounds could heal,
But you've stabbed me in the back
So many times that the pain is all I ever want to feel.
( Just to remember you)
I wish that my soul could believe in more than what I see
But here I stand with only my absent God and my agony.
Maybe I'm not worthy of the sky. Or maybe God forgot about me.
( Just like you did. )
I wish that my cracked lips could smile
And I miss those days, those fleeting hours
When we drove to the ocean and laughed away the countless miles.
( Just a smile. )
Like a tree in winter, I feel it, but I'm not dead.
The coldness in my empty room reminds me of the coldness in your heart
and the memories we shared in this once warm bed.
( Just memories now.)
I wish that I could dream, I mean really dream for once.
Maybe to forget the past or to forget you like you forgot me.
How long has it been, love? Years, days, weeks, months?
( Just the past. )
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