Torn apart and broken,
Crushed and in defeat...
Let me dance in the skies,
Soar on wings of faith...
Why must i live in sin?
do i know what is right and what is wrong...
Jumping, jogging, jettison, jest.
Heavy weight upon her chest...
The Day The Music Died
Oh was it such a long time ago...
Sometimes I feel tired and worn
When my life seems so forlorn...
It is black, darkness, a sickness deep inside
There is no hope, no promise, just empty despair...
I feel all alone
Though surrounded by crowds...
No pearly gates
or infernal flames...
In the gloomy abyss, where the wretched obsess,
A siren beckons. (Anathema, self-righteousness...
We tend to plan for our future everyday/
Desperately we try to pave the way...
Tears falling,
Sisters sobbing...