Redprisma

Time passes, Iron decays, My purpose is fading, my structure eaten away. See the way I cry when I'm put to work? It only eats at me more, It only hurts. Everyday I wait for the moment, when they will take me off this wall and I cease to ferment. The fires of hell I hear men speak, sound wonderful and pleasant, Oh what a treat! To be rid of this rust, This dust and blue, To be awakened and reborn, To be once again anew. What could be worse than flame? For so many seem afraid. To remain stagnant, To always be the same.

For every heart there is a musician that can play the strings just right, For every day there is light, For every bird there is flight. For every hand fits a glove that can block out the cold, For every young there is old, For every crease there is a fold. And if our souls should ever part, A tide of grief would flood my heart.

Still I fear love will fade away, And still I fear the past in today. And still I fear my heart will crack, turn into dust and never look back. Still I fear you might disappear, Into that water that runs so clear. Through your soul & veins, Through your roads & lanes, Within the driving mind that I adore, In the love that leaves me wanting more. But when you smile at me it all melts away, like the setting sun in the dusk of day. And when we kiss the stars align, the constellations into a heavenly sign. And when I tightly hold your hand, The warmth spreads out across the sand, That God used and molded into me, That love abused and froze in the sea. To scream and run and dance and sing, To be with you means everything. Don't leave me in your complacent crust, Don't just stand there and let me rust. Pull me in and never let go. Embrace the fire that burns so slow. And when you come home, come home to my heart. Please open the door, please ta