Crushed
A flutter in my heart...

I want to confess in my dreams,
We are hand in hand...

I am a house upon a hill about to face an end,
As the rain spits down my windows pain was also...

There once was a time,
My spirit a little torn...

I see a white rose crushed to desporation,
I see a dead dove and find no variation...

I cherish your distaste,
Regardless of the pain...

Here he came upon our earth,
A year or more ago...

Let Me Free
I walk in caged walls...

As I split the curtain,
As light spills in...

The echos of the footsteps,
The mur murs in the hall...

Always beside me,
Something strong shall stand...

In the clouds I hear something,
So sweet I feel bliss...