An ode to those
Drowning in a sea of dreams
The few that know
The feeling
Something alway missing
Sheer pressure of existing
When the emptiness comes
It's hard to be whole
You have been replaced, although
It's bitterness that linger - in the place you once called home
Lost in the garden
Where only darkness seems to grow
The sight that captivates - amiss
Stealing a breath
The eyes that resuscitate
In the bloom of death
No, you are never alone
Lost in the garden
Where only darkness seems to grow
Lost in the garden
Where only darkness seems to grow
You are not alone
Waiting for the feathers to fall
Wrag your feet, hang your head, walk along the walls
In this labyrinth of thorns
What is left? What is right?
Where memories are born - just to lose their light
The hand that led you here is not to blame
The grip, the warmth, the smile, the fear
Something always missing
The iron in the name
It was always hidden, can't you see?
When I disappear, promise that you'll find me
Where the sky and ocean meet
Drowning in a sea of dreams
The few that know
The feeling
Something alway missing
Sheer pressure of existing
When the emptiness comes
It's hard to be whole
You have been replaced, although
It's bitterness that linger - in the place you once called home
Lost in the garden
Where only darkness seems to grow
The sight that captivates - amiss
Stealing a breath
The eyes that resuscitate
In the bloom of death
No, you are never alone
Lost in the garden
Where only darkness seems to grow
Lost in the garden
Where only darkness seems to grow
You are not alone
Waiting for the feathers to fall
Wrag your feet, hang your head, walk along the walls
In this labyrinth of thorns
What is left? What is right?
Where memories are born - just to lose their light
The hand that led you here is not to blame
The grip, the warmth, the smile, the fear
Something always missing
The iron in the name
It was always hidden, can't you see?
When I disappear, promise that you'll find me
Where the sky and ocean meet