Fighting back the impulse to turn my head and close my eyes,
Spending these nights awake, cold and paralyzed,
I wonder how we got this far and never realized,
The common thread that binds our lives now is dead,
And I know you hurt,
But I can help you if you can,
Take my hand,
And we'll live inside the dreams we left behind,
Take my hand,
As we move from this place to a better life,
Take my hand...
If you take my hand,
Fighting back the feeling that you always could deny,
Anything but everything we know is just a lie,
As I cremate this memory and watch the darkened ashes rise,
And beneath the smoke,
I'll stand and ask you if you can,
Take my hand,
And I'll promise not to ever let it go,
Take my hand,
Because this hope is greater than you'll ever know,
Take my hand,
And this is all I'll ever ask of you to show.
Fight back the urges,
Turn my head, and close my eyes,
And I will wake tomorrow still alive,
I'm still dreaming,
I'm still waiting,
I'm still sure,
You're still living a life,
That isn't yours,
And this is a part of me,
I hope you never see,
This is my life inside your heart.
Take my hand,
And I'll promise not to ever let it go,
Take my hand,
Because this hope is greater than you'll ever know,
Take my hand,
And this is all I'll ever ask of you to show.
YOU ARE READING
Freedom Of Thought.
PuisiIf my thoughts were a pen and my hands were the canvas, even I would not fully get the sense of it.
