Dancing On Debris
Like An Abyss
Some long years are gone,
so much passes in this time,
like an abyss, deep and hungry,
and i think hope tastes its fine.
So many dreams were fallen down,
and I've lived in days of emptiness.
So many doubts were grown,
and my room dived into darkness.
I heard me scream...
Then I understood,
that I'm a prison of myself.
Life is not that easy,
not off the shelf.
Bleeding hearts have to heal,
you can't buy a new one.
I had bad things to feel,
and the scars are never gone.
But you can change your fate,
open your window.
go out of your gate,
and start to shovel snow.
From Letras Mania