In the End

Running over faces of blue
Tracing over facts till I fail you
Wasting breathe on the hills behind your face
Erasing dread with a complete still of grace
I can't even feel the trace of my own skin
I can't even feel your face in the sill

I can't move
I can't breathe
I can't remember I believe
I cant even begin to move
Even closer I can't choose

Wasting breathe in the end
Grasping words for melancholy dance movements

Even in the still
I can feel the breathe in
Even the field
Grass pulls me in
Evil things come through they try to hack
Nasty words come in
I can't them back

And ill be dead in the end
Wishing best and regret
On the faith again
May the cross always stand
He will stand and will always win



Credits
Writer(s): Cade James Stein
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