There once was a time when the world was at peace...
There was no violence, no hatred, nor was there...
All the people bleed together, the stars burn out...
As I burn out the stars, living down every life...
Reflection,
say it all to me...
Her frame slender and tall
Her hair long to her waist, dark as coal...
I crash upon her boney shores
praying to suffer no more...
Built up walls around me isolation
dark matter of my own creation...
Buried my past with my bones
I raise my glass; I'm not a quitter...
The rising waves of fear
Surge within...
I know you are there.!
I have not eyes to see you and I have not ears to...
i smelled like clean crisp pine trees
and she was my forest fire...
I close my eyes to paint a pictured scene
a view; unfurls and takes my breath a-way...
She walks down the trail so tattered and torn,
Where for her in the trees they viciously wait...