What is it for? What is sacred? In my circle of regrets circle of regrets today I'm drawing circles in my memory, in the pages of my life That's me
Slip out the door and fly I'm lost in time I hover as an angel, I hover Embracing all myself I reel through the storm that is shaking me I don't know
I lay, looking at my hands I search in these lines I've not the answer I'm crying and I don't know watching the sky I search for an answer I'm free, free
I have you in my dreams at night you were holding my hands then I awake and you're not mine now it's time to rise I want to turn cold ice in my soul
Close your eyes don't you feel the rejection, baby? Does it hurt? Come here now I've got something to tell you, honey... I don't want you back Won't
I just need you absolutely all the fears in your mind I just want you absolutely to sail this ship of mine I don't know what the hell you're saying '
These ghosts I keep inside shards of glass in my veins release me from myself, release from my duality I face these as a soldier would but useless is
Skin so cold I knew you'd go away and now I put you down to lay nothing to feel for you this was our last dance Closer and closer, it's time to surrender
I was born in another world Strictly connected to a piece of my mind Nothing more than a little land It is a small cradle where I'm a kid I am the princess
Cleared the fog that was veiled around me And blurred my sights Suddenly, I'm no longer aching To honor my plights Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition
There's a sense of longing in me As I read Rosemary's letter Her writing's honest Can't forget the years She's lost in isolation She talks about her
Found a way to rid myself Clean of pain And the fever that's been haunting me Has gone away Looking through my window I seem to recognize all the people
Into the trees past meadow grounds And further away from my home Baying behind me I hear the hounds Flock's chasing to find me alone A trail of sickness
Haunted nights for halcyon days Can't sleep to the scraping of his voice Nature's way struck grief in me And I became a ghost in sickness Willingly guided
Into the trees Past meadow grounds And further away from my home Baying behind me I hear the hounds Flock's chasing to find me alone A trail of sickness
nerves on a puppet Endless poison in my veins Clean intent now tainted with death And so, cold touch now inhumane Every waking hour awaiting a reverie
Into the trees Past meadow grounds And further away from my home Baying beyond me I hear the hounds Flock's chasing to find me alone A trail of sickness