When you sleep, the only messages that creep from the part of you that speaks are the words that i am a gentle creature. From your brow to your chin, your confession is that we are lonely. If we could only escape to the memories that take precious moments like these from a youthful heart. I would hold you, and thank you for being everything that makes you a blessing and see you for who you truly are.When what was, rings louder than what is. I doubt there ever will be space for a new star And all of the cosmos, we focus on what costs most. Memories of pain and a new scar Well it's to those stars and underneath you the distance these loving arms would reach when you think I'm hard to find in a world without options you suddenly stopped by a stranger And find later that those arms are mine in a better time and place a freather of divine grace fades into white parades of free birds. Defined within ther chase, i find that ive been waiting my whole life just to say these words...
I'm on your side
Dark days, cold nights
This is what we're going through
I'll Keep holding on
It'll be alright
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