words and silence |
I never chased the city lights -
I dreamt of woods and shade...
Such spite we showed along the path to hell
Yet even now I wonder why we burned...
Oh, little house, where once I grew,
You hide behind the green...
unravel stigmas
by acknowledging feelings...
Will words of comfort comfort you
When I am summoned home...
The power of belief could change the world if only we believed in it more. |