Shipwrecked

See me, I won't surrender
Hate me, I'm doing right
Love me and hold me tender
Be aware and stop to fight

Bright eyes stare into darkness
Catching some ideas of pain
Standing all those really hard days
Nothing ever is in vain

Teardrops fall into silence
Rememering me you ain't that tough
Feels like a stroke of violence
Life sometimes feels that rough

Step into my temple, darling
Fill your mind with goods of piece
Outside you just might be starving
Dieing out on empty streets

Now you are close to sadness
You loose control and loose your mind
Diving deep into grey madness
Darkness appears down the line

Standing on the edge of platform
Staring down to deepest ground
Feeling winds turning into storm
Listening to sweet heavens sound


T & M: 2008