I'm lost in times, trying to find the the ties to bind things together,
trying to figure out the puzzle, with a muzzle covered mind,
I stay quite, bundle my thoughts inside,
hiding my expressions through expressive lies,
Sometimes i wonder should I even try,
I ask why the lies to hide the tears that fall from my eyes.
I hear with my ears, but I don't see clear,
I don't understand why my footprints should be left in sand.
The sun is bright but it doesn't light the day, from far away
I see the cloud covered mountains.
Hoping to climb without a fall, but it's impossible they say.
Raise me up into the clouds, Lord I pray you lift me up,
let me ride the wings of glory,
let me fly into tour pathway,
may I ask for a better story
you showed me many things, but I want you to show more,
open my eyes, let me ride the tide to the sea shore.
I write another verse to replace the space of the first that has been erased.
Chaotic thoughts roam freely,
I need my Pen, where are you my friend?
I call upon you once again,
I set you down and now I'm lost in the times trying to find the ties to.....
Jun 3, 2013
Jun 3, 2013 at 9:40 PM UTC
I'm lost in times, trying to find the the ties to bind things together,
trying to figure out the puzzle, with a muzzle covered mind,
I stay quite, bundle my thoughts inside,
hiding my expressions through expressive lies,
Sometimes i wonder should I even try,
I ask why the lies to hide the tears that fall from my eyes.
I hear with my ears, but I don't see clear,
I don't understand why my footprints should be left in sand.
The sun is bright but it doesn't light the day, from far away
I see the cloud covered mountains.
Hoping to climb without a fall, but it's impossible they say.
Raise me up into the clouds, Lord I pray you lift me up,
let me ride the wings of glory,
let me fly into tour pathway,
may I ask for a better story
you showed me many things, but I want you to show more,
open my eyes, let me ride the tide to the sea shore.
I write another verse to replace the space of the first that has been erased.
Chaotic thoughts roam freely,
I need my Pen, where are you my friend?
I call upon you once again,
I set you down and now I'm lost in the times trying to find the ties to.....
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