The Fallen Wing
Does the green I said goodbye to still exist?A slight shimmer of blurred memoriesThis invisible enclosure I know so well protects meI close my eyes to this quiet collection that is love
The shape of longing is invisibleEach step further from my dreams brings more yearningLoneliness is the most frightening of wavesNighttime erodes my strengthI confront the sadness head on
A fallen wing unable to fly awayWaiting for the day I can embrace the sunshine and stand by your sideThe wing’s other half holds all of the strengthBurns while insisting on being brave for me
Does the green I said goodbye to still exist?A slight shimmer of blurred memoriesThis invisible enclosure I know so well protects meI close my eyes to this quiet collection that is love
The shape of longing is invisibleEach step further from my dreams brings more yearningLoneliness is the most frightening of wavesNighttime erodes my strengthI confront the sadness head on
A fallen wing unable to fly awayWaiting for the day I can embrace the sunshine and stand by your sideThe wing’s other half holds all of the strengthBurns while insisting on being brave for me
Every bit of happiness matters when gathering strengthBeing scared or hesitant will silently cover up hopeI can still vizualize building a home when I’m tired and wearyThe limitless opportunity passing through depends on it
A fallen wing unable to fly awayWaiting for the day I can embrace the sunshine and stand by your sideThe wing’s other half holds all of the strengthBurns while insisting on being brave for me