She promises she wont fall

because the fear is to strong to let down such walls

she touchers her mind with thing that could

but in reality understand that impulse will be misunderstood

for she stabs and she fights because she know that she should

the wounds will heal to scars but the memories are as strong as wood

cold used to pierce her skin in the night

but she's grown numb to the world

for now she is a prisoner and must fight.

it's not often that once is Only
and that last is really the End.

forever is only a little
and goodbye is "in theory."

starts and stops are just in the heart.

memories are in the mind.

and the choice is in my hands.

No matter that birds do fly
That whirl and soar in the sky
No matter that the sea has tide
That rises and falls as on a ride
No matter that storms do so rage
Turning calm to havoc like a page
No matter that animals do so roam
They that do it have no home
No matter that bees go for pollen
To make honey to be reaped by men
All I want is peace in my soul
That's what I really want for me.