It's cold here, Dark, broken space I need to be Someone I always wanted to be
Fear, and excitement Drains my veins But I have the chance To warm myself Heal my broken heart Not just a band aid on my soul A brand new start, to shine
But it's so cold A bleak, desolate land Where even fires Burn cold, twisting without light And fear always preying on the edges
I should take the chance Take the hand that heals Place trust where there was none before Bring light, blending souls Is it a shining thing? Something brighter than before? Or will I sabotage it and fail?
I don't know the future Cold, dry water caressing my flesh The skeleton's hard hand It's scary, frigid bone deep fear I'll be crushed again
Then there is the sail A blooming flower's desperate cry Do I deserve this apart of hope A possible chase, only to find myself seconded once more? The ship none but washed ashore? Deserted in the cold?
Greys and shining white Do I reach for the light? Allow darkness to fall from my soul Scour it clear, replace old with new Find my self, a freedom bold