Turn of the Seasons

by Brad Edwards   Aug 24, 2005


As seasons pass my heart grows a little less fond of these autumn chills
I walk alone through the hardened walls
As this rusted shadow falls on me
I've screamed myself to sleep one too many times by now
My breath is stale and my lungs are froze, I can't scream anymore

Another minute, another betrayal, this darkened heart now fades to grey
Stone cold ash covers the blackened embers of what were me
Another thousand lies to tell myself I'm fine
Scream my name one more time in this final embrace
I feel your breath, so sweet, spill on me
As your nails cut into me, I scream for you

Heart is bleak, as I come to break myself
Nothing now holds me here, end is within reach
I've closed my eyes, my breath now stops
Energy focused here, qs my heart now slows
I would lay here, for all my days
Seasons pass an my love now falls

Rusted tin breaks now as I pray for death
Gasp for life as I see so clearly
Autumn chills return once again
A bit of joy falls across my face
Still alone, hardened walls now feel so soft
Seasons pass and I love this so

No more screaming, I rest in peace
The moon now rises and these shadows rise
Brand new breath, I can breathe again
One last time and my heart grows fond again

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