Her Home
Within the distant fog of her dimmed eyes
Beyond an ocean of shed tears
Behind shut ears and a broken smile
Inside the forests of her ever-growing fears
She sits there, naked, alone
.On a frozen snowing hill
,Drowned by the pain of her soul
.Lying numb and still
And she knows that she's safe
,In her world's cold embrace
.Dying in her life and living her death
,She's just a child in her soul
,Lost in her nightmare, she falls
,And forever she'll stay
,In her own storm to sway
.Because this icy grave is her home
,Within the cold, deep, snow, where she burried herself
Beyond the thick wall of ice that she built
,Behind the indifference, behind the lies
Inside the hail-storm of her childish guilt
She wonders, truely, she does
If the world outside is still there
Hiding, afraid to go back
She knows that she won't ever dare
,And she knows that she's safe
.Though she lost all her faith
.No longer believing, she runs from herself
,So she lives in her fears
,Yet she feels safest here
,And forever she'll stay
,In her pale world of gray
.Because these nightmares, for her, are her home
She'll wait, forever, alone
on that frozen, snowing, hill
Cause the pain won't go away'
Untill she opens the seal
את השיר, בעצם, כתבתי על עצמי מגיל 10 עד 15, אבל הוא מוקדש לכל אותם אנשים שקברו את עצמם עמוק בתוך עולם של הזיות כשהמציאות נהייתה קשה מנשוא. כן, אני מניחה שזאת הודאה בחוסר השפיות שלי. כתבתי אותו בעקבות השראה שקיבלתי מהאלבום "Pink Floyd, "The Wall.
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