carry me
can you carry me home
it's hard to be
it's so hard to be strong
trapped inside the echoes of my mind
I can hear the silence
steal the colors from my dreams at night
I'm gonna fly
underneath
all the glitter and gold
we don't need
we don't need to be told
keep your head down and just close your eyes
I can hear the silence
screaming louder than my fear to die
all the ghosts that haunt me
thoughts that I cling to
and all the shame that taunts me
the lies I see through
fly
Came for the cover, stayed for the album full of "banshee lullabies" (my term of endearment for this particular sound). Only regret finding this 10 years too late. Henchmen4Hire
Your lyrics and your sound vividly reflect a mysterious beauty in ugliness. This fascinating feeling transmitted by you, in this leaning to the abyss when one can fall or maybe fly. Each one with ears to hear, owes you much! Incitatus