Dream after dream and there's a lot,
Please after please until he got up and ran out...

Ever sense that day my feet been free of old routs,
Old shouts and too much of digging except climbing out.

Oh I loved how the chains became my mouth and the dirt was the best way to sleep with dead things that never would speak out.

They blow trees now just get away
Without even running somewhere to make there demons shake,
I have broken the curse and every way of baracade I break like I'm the gate!
Whoever needs to just leave there's always an escape...
I open the door to a new place when I fall down stop what I'm doing and PRAY.

Hope somebody will listen to me....>.>


You can stay here
Runaway
Leave from town
Runaway
You can hold on
Runaway
Stand your ground
Runaway
If you don't take your chances there's no way you'll never know..

The way you left
Was more than I ever needed to know.
Ammunition enough to baracade myself from you
For eternity
And more.
So why does my heart still act like a bird
I've locked in a cage,
Stolen from its home.
Relentlessly whispering
That one day it will escape,
Find it's way back to you.

My hair is everywhere.
And I like infidelities,
You know,
Like the song.
Taking you somewhere.
There are pictures that speak louder than a thousand words combined.
The stories lie in my eyes.
That certain look that gets you every time.
Little do you know that most times the pictures I take take pieces of my soul.
But I'd gladly relive certain moments again.
Just to feel the rushing sting of loss.
Just to feel your touch.
Break myself down, to build myself up.
And each time the baracade around my heart gets more tough.
I am no longer see through.
I no longer see you.
It's only a feeling if we don't forget it.
Well, I don't feel a ******* thing,
Because I've already forgotten you.