Standing here

by nuva   May 13, 2007


Standing there

Waiving for you

Why is life so unfair?

Why can't I be with you?

Crying over something lost

Crying over something spilt

Everything turned to dust

Everything that I've built

Saved by a winged angel

Unleashed by the heavens

He came upon me during danger

Behind him starry sky clad with the song of sirens.

Withered did the rose

Blood red turned to black

Withered did those who appose

Burst break and crack

Standing there

Looking for you

Wind caught in my hair

Is it time to say adieu?

Filtered through the coal

The water became pure

This is something I cannot control

This is something I have to endure.

Withered did I

Yet I will never fully crack

For the rose wakes up after it dies

And the angel's wings grow back.

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