The field is large,
An open valley where 20,000 men fought...
I wake up screaming through tears
wondering about nightmares through my years...
She fell to earth
Down to hell...
A mirrors reflection
can i trust it...
You have fell from heaven,
to be with me...
Sleeping in wakefulness,
Drifting away...
A mirror that sends, a touch with grace
Same movement not the same face...
Look! It's there, up high!
Right there! It's in the sky...
Briney spray stinging her face
Jagged rocks slowing her pace...
Shadow light,to never be seen
For the gloom that haunts you...
Night closes in and envelopes me
Sealing its deal with the deadliest kiss...
She let her hair lose in the wind,
And everyone would watch her...