"I would rather die living, than live dying"

Sunday, September 20, 2009

ocean in winter

Like an angel
in the dead of winter
where once an ocean
I stand there dry

Clouds separate me
its light she's giving
gravitating to the high
looking in her eyes

Can she carry me
through the doors
from all I've suffered
a brand new life

like water she carries me
through all I've suffered
when I have her all
nothing is missing
like a wave crashing
filling my soul

Like a bridge
she fills my distance
distance there to here
an angel for my sinner

Then she pours herself
a salve in my burning
when I've faded for her
Like a desert in winter

like water she carries me
through all I've suffered
when I have her all
nothing is missing
like a wave crashing
filling my soul