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Silent screams
Thoughtless dreams.
Satan offered me his hand but I turned it away
He told me I’d pay
I said I already was
Looking out at a forgotten world
Toy soldiers saluting to a burning flag
And pretty maids all in a row.
War on my heels
With death near in tow.
A gift or a curse,
A rose by any other name
Blood curdles like milk
Mind’s erased by swift hands
And empty hearts,
While I stare down at the bodies
Trying to put them back together like broken glass.
I can never make it right
I can’t control the weather
I can only usher them under cover as the clouds roll in
A candle in the darkness
A lightning flash of hope.
Dead breath
Sky the colour of led
And the clouds keep rolling in.
I hold my candle high.
Waver as it might,
The winds might blow it out
But I plant my feet deep and find the spark
Light it up again
And hold it high as I can reach.
If I can’t make it right for you
If I can’t make it right for the world
I can try and make it right for them.
The one’s I love.
They that call me savior and sister.
Raindrops like bullets
Thunder cracks as though the world itself were breaking in two
But I hold my candle high.
The light of truth
The heart of youth
I hold my candle high.
I can only live
I can only try
I hold my candle high.
A life to live
One gift to give
I hold my candle high
I hold my candle high.
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