Now crawling I position myself
Below your broken wings
I lift your feathered left arm
Where you hide your heart from me
I never noticed it was swollen
With the touch of brutal pain
I never knew a heart could live inside
The rust from all your rain
All your rain...
I didn't think to bring a wash cloth
And rub away the dirt
Myself and I we share
This barely beating heart of hurt
And when the hurt comes there's an argument,
A fight to save a smile
A small attack on human tears
To dry them for a while
A dream we all should count on ;
Yeah a vision I believe
Where confidence is found
Attached to wires on our sleeve
Where loneliness is history
Told to pack his s**t and leave
Where guidance is a fortune
Told to help in time of need
And were crying isn't secret
It's the art of how we grieve
And lessons are the key
To every goal I will achieve
I will achieve
Everytime I burn to tell you "I love you"
That I yearn for some kind of contact, even holding hands, I stay quiet because I know you don't want to know.
 Jayce Reinhardt · Thu Sep 02, 2010 @ 02:54am · 0 Comments |
