33.365.After.Dark

April 19, 2011

This is for you, 

this is for me, 

this is for everything that ever made me see, 

and I'm planning my escape right now. 

This is to truth, 

this is belief, 

this is for everything that ever made me sing, 

and I'm planning my escape right now. 

But what if I was wrong?

What if I should stay?

Would you let me hold my breath, tell me there's nothing more to say?

Or would you change? Become disgraced? 

Say, "Boy, there's nothing I hate more than seeing talent go to waste"?

I'll take my time with everything.

I'll take my time, and you can show me where to go.

You helped me to find my voice again.