Sunday, April 25, 2010

Rid Me From Sin

It's raining down south
And it's raining in my heart
A quarter of a mile
Behind from the start
With quivering lips
And a taste of the same
Bending me backwards
Gone as quickly as you came
Dying inside
Removed from 'belong'
Melodies once soothed
Aren't soothing this old song
Show me a light
Roll these clouds far apart
And empty the shadows
Lay black upon my heart
Divide the skies
Bury this soul within
A blanket of pure white
And rid it from sin

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