They try to catch me cause I'm falling from heavens heavy hands.
But I clutch on my mind before I lose it and stay stranded.
The spaces between my dreams is were I'll be standing.
I might never see the green grass as long as the ground's not placid.
I'm a survivor of a horrible accident which is my creation.
My faith died for long time.
But I'm not dead, I'm not dead.
Until I have died..
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
They try to catch me cause I'm falling from heavens heavy hands.
But I clutch on my mind before I lose it and stay stranded.
The spaces between my dreams is were I'll be standing.
I might never see the green grass as long as the ground's not placid.
I'm a survivor of a horrible accident which is my creation.
My faith died for long time.
But I'm not dead, I'm not dead.
Until I have died..
