Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Your Catastrophe Could Be Our Good Fortune

Should I be ashamed of what I feel?
This black hole I'm in isn't getting any smaller
and I'm starting to feel like there's no way out
it's so quiet in here
I can hear every thought and they echo so loudly
I've fallen to my knees
and I'm begging for a way out
you say you'd like to fly among the Gods
but baby, you've fallen just like me
it's up to you if you want to be with a fallen angel
I could be worth fighting for
and I just want to be wanted
I'm being encompassed by darkness
and perhaps the sun is the only thing to save me
and I know you're afraid of falling again
but I promise I'll hold on tight

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