Looking up, I see the sun,
And time stands still,
For only me.
Bones of ice, I cannot move.
You look at me, I feel my Death.
My heart is still, my skin is cold.
You breath my name, and I cannot.
Your smile is lightning.
Your laugh is God.
Please, don’t touch me.
I think I’ll die.
Angel girl, I wish for you.
A living wonder I never knew.
Ambrosia skin, of liquid Gold.
Diamond heart, or so I’m told.
Will you love a broken heart?
That without grace can never start
You’re in my dreams, my fluid tears.
An angel stone that doesn’t move.
Your hands alive, my greatest fears.
Which broken heart would angels choose?
You re divine, a mighty light.
A steel bear trap cut to the bone.
A sacrifice. I flee the right.
To hide in public, so alone.
A Bastille of love
With marble floors.
Chasing the Dove
Through a thousand doors.
Chasing the sun
Through burning sand.
An eternal run
Through barren land.
Why my fear,
Controls my flight.
A single tear
Or terror light.
Arms of love,
And hearts ablaze.
I catch the Dove
On lazy daze.
I’m sung to sleep.
Her spirit cries.
In dreams of plenty
My terror dies.
And time stands still,
For only me.
Bones of ice, I cannot move.
You look at me, I feel my Death.
My heart is still, my skin is cold.
You breath my name, and I cannot.
Your smile is lightning.
Your laugh is God.
Please, don’t touch me.
I think I’ll die.
Angel girl, I wish for you.
A living wonder I never knew.
Ambrosia skin, of liquid Gold.
Diamond heart, or so I’m told.
Will you love a broken heart?
That without grace can never start
You’re in my dreams, my fluid tears.
An angel stone that doesn’t move.
Your hands alive, my greatest fears.
Which broken heart would angels choose?
You re divine, a mighty light.
A steel bear trap cut to the bone.
A sacrifice. I flee the right.
To hide in public, so alone.
A Bastille of love
With marble floors.
Chasing the Dove
Through a thousand doors.
Chasing the sun
Through burning sand.
An eternal run
Through barren land.
Why my fear,
Controls my flight.
A single tear
Or terror light.
Arms of love,
And hearts ablaze.
I catch the Dove
On lazy daze.
I’m sung to sleep.
Her spirit cries.
In dreams of plenty
My terror dies.