From the heart |
Blinded by a Bleeding Heart Stress is eating my insides, feeding on my burdened soul Pain so harsh I want to cry, my eyes like cups with tears now full Like a twisting dagger, bleeding out my peace of mind Sanity begins to shatter, stress is pouring from inside My maddened screams do fill the air, but silent like a ghostly whale Never reaching others ears, blinded to my screaming soul And as I fall unto my knees, I see this happy heart does bleed Shriveling, despite my pleas, slowly dieing at my feet And as I try to bring it life, I can see it'd rather die Its beat wants out of all this strife, now I wish that I could cry I hold the heart close to my chest, as its blood does stain me now I scream from deep inside my breast, I want it to stop bleeding now! Tears of blood fall from my eyes, upon the heart that slowly dies Looking up into the sky, I beg that god can hear me cry And holy light shines on a cure, god has sent his helping hand Its crystal life so clean so pure, to give this heart a second chance As I give it to the ill. it hates the cure and falls apart To slowly die is this hearts will, from the flesh its soul now parts And finally my tear drops fall, the lovely heart that I have damned Now a burden on my whole, its death is on my bloody hands Brush Into my Heart Clear eyes, flushed with life They're dancing with my own Windows to a fair maiden's soul As fragile as my own Like a bird their beauty sings Into a heart of chrome A gentle dance into the soul Brushing through a wall of stone A colored life like a brush Gently painting mine Careful strokes bring lively flush From talent such as thine And rosy lips so beckoning Eyes painted green Moves ever closer to my being No other lips tasted so sweet Dream Girl Lord I pray for something that I know you have A woman that will love me, which I can always love back She doesn't need a perfect body, or a pretty face Only that she'll smile at me without any distaste She doesn't need to say "I love you" But I hope I always know I hope her heart will be so warm That it melts the snow I always to see her eyes Like windows to the soul For I know that mortal beauty fades But a golden heart will never dull As gold is rare and precious And mining it so slow So with patience I water the soils of time And wait for my dream girl to grow. Sprint for Victory To taste victory is ever sweet But heaven to eat it all But a single taste before it flies away Sometimes it feels better to fall And I watch those behind me Smile as victory flees Watching as it leaves their reach As if they cannot see Falling far away from triumph Can never be too sweet But sometimes better than a single taste Of your desire before it leaves Still never even chase Running victory Seems like such a waste of time A waste of energy Tis better to chase it over the hills And chase still when you fall Even if you get but a single taste Before your victories gone White Rose I have a white rose, so different so strange My white rose is often quite and faint My white rose is still not to be changed My white rose I hope will not hide in red paint Like gold in a mountain so hard to find My white rose's beauty is unseen by the blind My white rose blossoms in a sea of red My white rose's beauty is unlike the rest My white rose never seems to leave my head My white rose shines, bright and the best Like the moon that shines in the darkest night Its white petals dance in the sky so bright |