Safe

by Mild insomnia   Oct 15, 2004


My favourite place in the whole world.

Nothing, can stop this pain,
As far as I know.
What do I know?

If life's a game,
Then I'm loosing,
Really bad,
It's so sad.

It still stands,
My childhood escape,
In these lands,
Where I am safe.

High in a tree top,
Hid from view,
Hidden from you.

The years, before my eyes,
And blood around my feet,
I know, I never cry,
But this cut's just too deep.

Memories, return to me,
Lost for so long,
Far too long.

How could I push them all aside,
How did I get by?

It still stands,
My childhood escape,
In these lands,
Where I am safe.

Behind fallen leaves,
And dead trees,
My sweet retreat...

Your calls, behind of me,
And I am on my knees,
Here lies, my true release,
This cut was just too deep.

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