Run Caroline

Uninvited possessions take over me the shepherd in need of closure cast me into the field of fate let no one understand my misfortunate hate into the hands of lighting I commence my sorrow to start anew from a thousand tomorrows. What brings the night forever unsure of my indefinite endevour cold hands trace the fear upon my face locked eye to eye this cant be fake, to move is pain to resist insane it whispers into my ear a rhyme I cant hold dear."Tick tock but not a clock revenge is me seek me so shall I be free run Caroline meet me upon the sea". Compelled to obey why choose me yet the answer is plain as day to be submissive to such encounters I am the choosen time still frozen go in peace shepherd your request shall be done foward I go run Caroline run.