Sunday, February 6, 2011

No I ain't no soldier
(just got my own holy wars)

Not enough demons in the world
to touch my perfect Angel

she don't need words
& she don't need swords

I let her go
but I ain't never gonna let her
get away

She can fly faster than sound
faster than pain

(bullets melt when she smiles
clouds evaporate
trees grow
storms cease)

I know where she lives
(inside this peace
is my peace)

Outside these dreams
she dreams

(...every time you dream of me...)

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