Diamonds fade away with the beauty
The honey suckles in the spring air
The kind hand that rocks the cradle
The hope that was never truely there.
Looking for a cool meadow to lay
Where I don't have to pray for the stars
They can look me in the eye if they want
There's nothing like a couple memoirs.
Dieing for a hand to take a hold
To send me flying through the alluring skys
Into the true hands that protect us all
Where there is strictly beauty, no more lies.
Where the trust we lost can be redefined
To put a end to the anger that corrupts us
What do we all see through our two eyes?
We let the beauty fall, attracting harm so vicious.
I want to breath pure air, totally rejuvenated
So the words I speak are truthful, not fake
To put the smiles on the ones that linger around us
Because my problems and fears, they don't have to take.