December
13 January 2011
i will fly all alone in the dark, alone.
You are here alone again In your sweet insanity All too calm, you hide yourself from reality Do you call it solitude? Do you call it liberty? When all the world turns away to leave you lonely
In blinded mind you are singing A glorious hallelujah The distant flutter of angels They're all too far, too far to reach for you
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