I fall upon ashes
And I can only see my feet clean
I fall upon ashes
And if feel those warm ashes on my face
Their grey are my heart
Their softness are my heart
Their fate are my color
Grey ashes as a loyal shadow
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I do not see
I do not cast
Which belief one may follow?
I do not care
If my wings are being stolen
I do only see
An EsCape
Of this tiresome sound of us…
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Oh what fear?
Oh, what lost?
Made you scare away of such divine wonder?...such love…
Hold my hand…walk with me…
Let’s wonder about your fear…
Let me warm you up
Let me melt your icy fear of yours…
