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IN the Shadows....
In the shadows...
I sit... and wait
my time is when the sun goes down
under the light of the moon
is where my soul can always be found
Cause sometimes the Sun...
shows me too much of a persons soul
Sometimes things are so ugly
that I'd ... rather not know
So I sit by the lake watching
waves roll in
Hoping that my guardian angel
can erase all of my sins
Hoping that one day
In daylight to be seen
Wishing that shit was easy
instead of hard.. and mean
Wanting to be held
all my acid tears fall
Wishing that my Mother's voice
was a sound I could hear at all
Hating that I hate my Father
in all his wretchedness...
Praying that even though
I'm a sinner...
Somewhere I will be blessed
As I keep watching ...
these waves move gracefully
across my soul....
Hoping to one day...
Not be in pieces..
But to be whole...
A fighter ..
Yes a warrior...
Always a striver
I know I am...
But just once
I wish someone Mystical..
Or magical would just give a damn
Come to me in these moments when my soul
Is frozen and low....
Just warm me ...
with some magic...
With some light
To let me Know...
That Im not just fighting this
Warriors battle ...
On the front Lines all alone...
As I watch this water...
waves just rolling...
Wondering why...
I feel so alone....
and my beat... goes on....
I sit... and wait
my time is when the sun goes down
under the light of the moon
is where my soul can always be found
Cause sometimes the Sun...
shows me too much of a persons soul
Sometimes things are so ugly
that I'd ... rather not know
So I sit by the lake watching
waves roll in
Hoping that my guardian angel
can erase all of my sins
Hoping that one day
In daylight to be seen
Wishing that shit was easy
instead of hard.. and mean
Wanting to be held
all my acid tears fall
Wishing that my Mother's voice
was a sound I could hear at all
Hating that I hate my Father
in all his wretchedness...
Praying that even though
I'm a sinner...
Somewhere I will be blessed
As I keep watching ...
these waves move gracefully
across my soul....
Hoping to one day...
Not be in pieces..
But to be whole...
A fighter ..
Yes a warrior...
Always a striver
I know I am...
But just once
I wish someone Mystical..
Or magical would just give a damn
Come to me in these moments when my soul
Is frozen and low....
Just warm me ...
with some magic...
With some light
To let me Know...
That Im not just fighting this
Warriors battle ...
On the front Lines all alone...
As I watch this water...
waves just rolling...
Wondering why...
I feel so alone....
and my beat... goes on....
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