As my mind fills with your pain; I wish it all away. I wish I could be the one, To heal you today.
But something tells me, you will never be able to heal; Only continue to feel, what you just couldn’t take. I know the pain is real.
I see you suffer down in the dirt; But I could never cure the hurt, You feel when you are around me. Because I could be good and you’re not ready to hear, Or see the goodness inside me.
You think we live in a cold dark world; Because that is all you have ever known. But I am here to show you that, At last you have a place you can feel at home.
I see the scars in your attempted smile And you tell me that it has been a while, Since you have been loved and not just used. But I am here to prove to you, That I could be the one you need to change;
To become the person I see inside you. If you would let yourself out of your self-imposed cage.
Locked away from love, you need to be released; So let me be the one with the key, to set you free.
Look away Transmission overload; Can’t seem to figure out my mind. I’m feeling home alone in time, Too late to find a bride. I have slept a thousand years; No princesses kiss to change my heart and wake me up.
Modernity. Technology. Racing head long helter-skelter into the future. Like a runaway train speeding out of control. Historic societal norms breaking apart. What to think, what to believe losing resonance. Explosion of information barraging our senses. Overload. Current institutions clueless