Recovery

Fri, 06/21/2013 - 11:06 -- danaye

 

There’s a sinister beauty about this place

Chaos lives in the cracks of the mirrors

It is here where my soul meets its fate

And my savior is found in my fears

             

The days drag on and in the nights we fall apart

We whisper secrets in the dark

We whisper secrets in the dark

 

There’s a storm that penetrates the soul

And the rains flood all the senses

There’s a warmth that burns away the cold

And the sparks destroy all my defenses

 

In the days we’re awake and in the nights we’re still alive

We raise our eyes to the sky

We raise our eyes to the sky

 

And I’ve found that it’s harder to survive

Once you’ve found where heaven and hell collide

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