Guide Your Wings

When the world falls When you feel weak, you've lost your gut feelings to seek. When you reach through the burning flames, When your lugs feel with smoke, and you chock on the pouring rain. Ill be waiting, Saying your name. Reach for my hand, seek for me once again. When we meet, Ill look in your eyes, Ill seek for you the rest of my life. Ill travel the world, and spaces looking to be embraced. Let me stay in your chest keep me in your nest, Let me feel your thoughts sleeping in peace. Ill guide your wings, when they break. Ill be the one to follow your foot steps when your soul seeps, do not weep. Let your vines grow ill whisper to the wind to let you go. Set you free, of pain and misery. Let the light shine down on me, let you live your life through me. In the break of day Ill be back on my way, searching the lost roads of death, going funeral to funeral looking for the one that rests. When I die, I will fly guide my wings out your window hide me under your soft feather pillow. Keep me in your chest, So I will feel the peace, Let me stop the racing, let me stop the pacing let me sleep forever this way and in your chest I will stay guiding your wings every day. Written February 15th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 04:39 PM PST, Shelly   0 • 10