Sunday 17 March 2013

Woe-ful


Keep me in the dark
Where it all seems bleak
I will not seek reprieve
Keep me far away
From atop these peaks
I will not seek release

I won't ask or tell
I'll stay where I fell
I'll slip out of your head
I'm as good as dead

Light a bright light
To the shadows, of your memory
And I'll be lost to you
I'll be gone for good

Fill me into bark
But it won't be me
It's just what you believe
Singe me with a spark
Just to hear me speak
But I can't breathe at all

I won't say I fell
I won't call this hell
I'll just lie here in red
I'm as good as dead

Light a bright light
To the shadow's of your memory
And I'll be lost to you
I'll be gone for good

It's not that I'm trying at all
I can't seem to get this over with
Doesn't seem hard to fall
Once you've hit rock bottom.
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NH

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