Recognize me in your Thoughts

bring in the light

don't hold back the gold

I'm standing in the painted sky

look I can fly

for now

I'm alive

so don't fall for me

I don't have what it takes

to fear you

oh your such a dear breath

keeping me close to your heart

still falling apart

stuck in the door of the car

not so far to

be gliding on your card

so hard

become a part

in a machine

not to keen

on how it works

but on how to flow down the river

letting go of the branch

maybe the only way down

is through my eyes

not the right kind

of heroes and villains

the right kind

of human

suffering

is the agony of standing

to meet the end

with grace