Who will wait for me when I chase out all of my dreams?
Like a shadow lost at night, I will return in the morning.
Quiet is the whisper in the rain.
When Your love hits my skin, I break and I sweat.
Never has a passion soaked a temple like mine and reaches beneath my skin, where it comes to the root of my existence, only to water my heart back to life.
Put out the flames in my veins.
Let the reckless dwell and rest.
As I walk this road before me, a storm ahead.
I see anguish, I see angels, I see devils, I see Him.
All with a hand out wanting to bring me home, or to a cage.
But I know that cage, I've been warned of that cage.
A cup overfilled is your head filled with emotions. Set loose your fears and angry devils. Make way for angels in singing light. We can't build graveyards right before God, when he has been guiding us by light ever since. The birth is beautiful, but only the ones worthy of life, will return to the root of the world as a seed of love.
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