Jul 05, 2007 03:00
You believed. You believed in me. You believed in movements none could see. A passionate spirit. The uncompromise. Boundless and open. The light in your eyes. Then immobilized. Broken. Broken. Fell at the hands of those movements that I wouldn't see. Yet it was you who prayed for me. So what have I done to be son to an angel? What have I done to be worthy?
Daylight dims leaving cold flourescents. Difficult to see you in this light. Please forgive this selfish question, but what am I to say to all these ghouls tonight? She never told a lie. Well, might have told a lie, but never lived one. Didn't have a life. Didn't have a life, but surely saved one. See? I'm all right, now it's time for us to let you go.