Friday, September 17, 2004

To Fly Away...

when all around has fallen
tears become stars to wish upon
for someone to love the angels
that weep in the heavens
for all of earth's heartache

when grief becomes a companion
and death seems to be an everyday face
answers come slowly and questions come fast
and a mourning generation
can never let go of the pain

is this where we all belong
among the depths of sin that slowly kill us
no, say the heavens as God cries too
no, says the earth as the sky caves in
and nightmares become reality

there's something beyond these walls...


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