Standing with you

The hardest wind kept blowing

every time i move closer

it blows me further away

i must learn to move slowly

don't let pride see me now

i must learn to forget some things

so that you don't keep getting further than arms reach away

the worse is so

when the cold try to beat me down

but even worse is so

when the skylight burns me down

i feel alone

in this world of logic

and you must feel alone

believing in your magic

The hardest wind kept blowing

every time i move closer

it blows me farther away

i must learn to move slowly

don't let pride see me now

it's easy to be myself

but some times it seems you need someone else

every road sees a simile

but nothing get's through you

the storm, always near by

I feel like i'm holding on for dear life

I see the sun

but it's far away



To: Gracious, Merciful