Listening to: Ulrich Schnauss - a strangely isolated place
the light is burning
it might burn out
feeding the fire
will take you out inside-out
there is no happy forever
even if you died in that state
holding onto the memories
will let you know you've let them escape
you can work for the answers
all your life
it will crumble on the ends
like the cut edge from a knife
it will crumble on the ends
it will crumble on the ends
ending with a dulling light
Your name reminds me of a song by Finger Eleven, "Awake and Dreaming".
~*Kristina