Barefoot on a cold pavement of the night
Barely covered, chills and shivers creeps up
Through the soles of my feet reaching the roots of my hair
An unhurried assault of desensitizing numbing.
I am not myself; I am under, under a spell
Under a call that begs me to pursue so I run
Run, under a trance like a mad woman I run
A deafening cry of silence only I can hear.
I searched in desperation and despair
Where, anywhere, somewhere, everywhere
How, where, when, where are you?
My resolve troubled, I listened in the dark.
Shattered in a million pieces and heartbroken
I dropped to knees on the hard pavement
An agonizing cry of a wounded creature
As no answer came for the one that waits.
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 7:50 PM UTC
Barefoot on a cold pavement of the night
Barely covered, chills and shivers creeps up
Through the soles of my feet reaching the roots of my hair
An unhurried assault of desensitizing numbing.
I am not myself; I am under, under a spell
Under a call that begs me to pursue so I run
Run, under a trance like a mad woman I run
A deafening cry of silence only I can hear.
I searched in desperation and despair
Where, anywhere, somewhere, everywhere
How, where, when, where are you?
My resolve troubled, I listened in the dark.
Shattered in a million pieces and heartbroken
I dropped to knees on the hard pavement
An agonizing cry of a wounded creature
As no answer came for the one that waits.
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