Shards
Here it comes again!
The day I hoped would never come again
A new morning and I am down on my knees again
Empty hands, an empty head
No one is getting punished in my stead
I live in a cage, but in my mind a house is sketched
Its where my childhood I have lived, its where I now enter
Small rooms, in them darkness the past edged
In them echoes of joy - faint memories are wedged
Shatter that won`t cut is what I am looking for
Sticking it together I am building my tower
The tower is folding, still little is my power
On my pilgrimage again, naked and at the fore
Again from the bottom, again from nothing
Not sure I want to get up as I know that feeling
Easier to throw away than to gain
Tis harder to build than to maim
Five years, ten steps, nothing ever changes
On a whirligig, losing my breath
No self - esteem, nothing has value then
Grab me by the neck, take the whip from my hand
The die is cast, must keep playing
I am not alone, no surrendering!
I feel your love, I have to fight
We`ll build a citadel, build a castle high
Autor(es): The Citadel