Wings of wax will melt and fall apart,
But what if they are a true reflection of what's in my heart?
Weak, easily discouraged, and without pride,
My escape to freedom denied
I can never spread my wings and fly.
I will never know the feeling of the sky,
For these broken wings keep me grounded
And trapped with the memories of how they once sounded.
They used to be so beautiful and proud,
But now they hang around me like a black shroud,
Reminding me of my once known glory
And how this is just another sad story.
These wings are torn and tattered, no longer able to carry me.
My heart, unable to dream of the possibility of being free
And my soul, now a deep black abyss
Waits silently for death's blissful kiss.
I'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that n
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
Have you ever fought an ego?
It's a pretty tough thing to beat
It has no face, no
She tells him she loves him when she doesn't care,
all along she plays this game unfairly
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
When your mind is set
On a splendid thing you want to do,
Some will shrug,
<You tried so hard to win his love
You put your heart out on the line
He puts you
My dog has a special twist,
She can't go a day unkissed.
She's not
When you love and hold me without any fear
Happiness spreads throughout the atmosphere.
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
