My mind is done worn out from a dangerous day filled with browns, blues, and gray
But my body wears on, it’s filled with all they’ve shoved in, a need, a desire to finish
Finish what I ask? These hoops, these lies, these hopes or dreams?
My expectations might just be the death of me or the birth of a new life, which I cannot say
When will my reality of dreams come to me,
Of time meaning nothing but a feeling so sweet? Bliss even on the cold bleak days.
My mind is done body drugged on, so when I breathe you in my heroin I can’t help but find a heaven of harmony, a paradise of bliss.
A presence near, an Angel filled with nervous fears but I don’t care I find paradise wrapped up in those words and songs I hear.
A heroin of my own, a thought, a touch, a whisper and I’m gone
She’ll take me only where she knows we want to go
Live on the height of the world and not a care of those below
Up in the sky wrapped up tight, a love so full and warming it brings nothing but our own special paradise
I have no fears, limits, expectations up here. I’m free with a peace, a calm and love within.
Just the sky, a world unto us and my Angel the stars reflected in those beautiful eyes, a soul to cherish for evermore.
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