im staring into the night walking with broken wings and drifting in the rain lost in thought and lost inside the sound of a thousand different names
the only thing that comes to mind is flying
who's to say we never meant to walk away
what if all this time we were waiting just to wave goodbye to leave and feed upon the sighs on loneliness content to wash ourselves within the tears with backs turned anyway
does it feel like dying?
weren't you there trying
....to fade away
remember when when it felt like it would never go away
it looked so certain in the future
but its only just the future
soulmate soul love two bodies one soul on a mountain in the dream
these broken wings are still strong enough to cross the ocean with these broken wings i can still drift here in the rain
problem is it never feels like flying only this
falling without end
tell me are you flying?
are you flying?
are we falling.........away.....
© 2007 whisperer
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