Monsters in our minds
Lay thick and haunt so well
And the devil holds a place
For an angel in hell
Feel like an angel in hell.
Dark is where the light is
Just waiting there to shine
And only after we've fallen
Can we truly rise
Soldiers battle hard
Without the wits to win
Victims they lay hidden
Underneath the prayers sin
The dead digs itself up,
While mourners stand and cry.
One man's saving grace
Is another's passerby
Dark is where the light is
Just waiting there to shine
And only after you've fallen
Can you truly rise
Dark is where the light is
Artist sketch beyond the eye
Color outside the line
We smudge the fading colors
And ignore all the signs
Only fools toss words around
With careless clumsy choices
Can't believe what you heard
From empty sounding voices
You're all empty sounding voices
Dark is where the light is
Just waiting there to shine
And only after you've fallen
Can you truly rise, can you truly rise, can you truly rise
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Heather Zir © 2002
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