He brings life at first sight
Peace roles through the waves
But if you look within
There the pain hides
If you come to close
You can’t breath
When he goes away
Well you die

I have made it my job to try and fix others mistakes.
To put the pieces back into place.
Yet the more I try, the more I destroy.
Relationships, emotions, trust.
All of it turns to ash when I try.
Why do I keep trying?
Is it hope? Desperation?
Maybe it's me lying to myself that I am good enough.
That I can help to put others back together
I just keep getting caught in a trap when I do something different.
Something selfish. Something I desire.
Maybe my desires mean nothing to the world...
Maybe...I'm not meant to fix it
Maybe I'm meant to be a slave to it

I was in the unknown
all alone
until you came along
saying I belong
showing me there was more than the gravestone
that I was not alone

all I felt was love
as you held me
I was souring above
I was free
it was true love
at least it was for me

still in the unknown
but no longer alone
until you left me alone
with nothing but the gravestone
I was one again alone
in the unknown

all I felt was pain
no one to hold me
held down by these chains
still no hate is in me
love remains
at least it does for me

in the unknown
one again all alone
because you came along
leaving me alone
showing me the power of the gravestone
that I was truly alone
in the unknown

all I feel is alone
I want to let go
go to the known
never felt this low
this is the end
at least it is for me...