In the midst of my loneliness
In the midst of my loneliness
I find myself plagued by my fears
Altered to seek for love
In places where my soul be dead
In the midst of my loneliness
I am a slave to my thoughts
In a dream I am dragged
by a rope to drink from dirty water
In the midst of my loneliness
I feel the roots
Underneath my feet
Tangling me while I seek answers
I wait patiently for a light to glimmer at my corner
With glimpse of hope as tears run in my chicks
And heavy is the heart as I drown in my sorrows
When will this dawn break?
Beloved I warn you of habbits
That may seem elegant at first
That flow slowly like water to disturb
The tranquility of our life's
I also confer to you the secret of life
Concealed in the blood of the lamb
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