I can feel your heartbeat a mile away
The faint memory makes me smile
For if only I could must the courage today
To face what I've not faced in a while
The bravest of men fall at their hands
In midst of the magnificent splendor
The hopes for which we could understand
Will only further my ignorant candor
I too cannot sleep in this cold night
Alone and waiting for something to arrive
Do you hear the voices and their plight
For it is my heart that cannot survive
When the bells ring their custom sounds
To sounds of the nothing to come
I will soothe my hearts lonely rounds
For this kind of fate is only meant for some
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 2:33 AM UTC
I can feel your heartbeat a mile away
The faint memory makes me smile
For if only I could must the courage today
To face what I've not faced in a while
The bravest of men fall at their hands
In midst of the magnificent splendor
The hopes for which we could understand
Will only further my ignorant candor
I too cannot sleep in this cold night
Alone and waiting for something to arrive
Do you hear the voices and their plight
For it is my heart that cannot survive
When the bells ring their custom sounds
To sounds of the nothing to come
I will soothe my hearts lonely rounds
For this kind of fate is only meant for some