Written March 2013
It begins like so many others
Full of hope
Full of Love
Where does it go from here?
Where does it go from here?
So much love inside us
So much hope, a future bright
And we see it
in our eyes
in our dreams
in our hope
in our
Love
Oh but that can’t be enough
that cannot be enough
There’s some powers that try so hard
to fight Love
and fight Love they do
and so many times tragedy strikes
and you find you don’t have enough light to withstand
and you find you don’t’ have the strength to fly
and then the tragedy strikes
someone you know
someone you love
someone you give your blood
someone’s whos heart you love
someone who’s soul you connected
someone who’s heart you protected
falls down
and theres nothing you could have done
nothing you could have done
just watch them die
watch them die
sit back and cry
and what power can resist
what mortal hand can stop it
and how I ran and hid
how I ran and hid
ran and hid
take me away
all this pain
how it can it be?
this is not what life is
how can it be?
how can it be?
This is not what life is
how can it
be
this happened to me
weep and cry
and slowly and slowly
slowly and slowly
love turns to blood
and slowly and slowly
anger creeps in
and slowly and slowly
love bleeds away
and slowly slowly
death creeps in my door
and slowly and slowly
I see it now catching my love
and she falls
and I call for her
she turns away
and though I call for her
she turns away
Oh and I see it in her eyes
and Oh I feel it in my soul
and Oh I know it can’t be true
but Love died.
But Love….
Love…died
I’m ashamed, I’m ashamed
I’m ashamed, I’m ashamed
Oh how I wanted to turn and look…look away
who wants to see where love died?
and I’m ashamed,
I’m ashamed
I’m ashamed
How I just wanted to just turn away
Don’t want to see the place
where love died
where love died
and sometimes I see her ghost
walking around town
though I wish to reach for her
I know I can’t
How the corpse gave birth to anger
Oh how insanity comes in my door
Oh how love is forgotten
so many promises Left undone
When Love dies
…Nothing left.
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