“Blanket” Escaping reality to a place where no one dreams Lost in a place where no one hears my screams Broken down in this world seething without colour Destiny cast its shadow down upon this wretched realm Faith and hate synchronized up at the helm This false picture’s seeming like no other And although the flames are growing higher My love for You just keeps growing stronger And although the flames are growing higher My love for You keeps me living longer The colours bleed together changing my sense of vision And now it’s time to make my decision The tenseness of the situation paints itself It paints itself onto the bloodstained canvas of this place Seems like I’m wearing someone else’s face Legacies applied tell me that I need Your help And although the flames are growing higher My love for You just keeps growing stronger And although the flames are growing higher My love for You keeps me living longer And although the flames are growing higher My love for You just keeps growing stronger And although the flames are growing higher My love for You keeps me living longer I didn’t mean to do You any wrong I didn’t want to tell you in a song Even though You have known it all along I just needed to find a place where I belong And now I’m stuck and God knows how long My punishment for doing something wrong While I bleed my soul out into a song I will find that place—somewhere I belong And although the flames are growing higher My love for You just keeps growing stronger And although the flames are growing higher My love for You keeps me living longer And although the flames are growing higher My love for You just keeps growing stronger And although the flames are growing higher My love for You keeps me living longer I just needed to find a place where I belong I will find that place—somewhere I belong
That was amazing Will... I'm awestruck, really. That's probably by far my favorite song I've commented on in these forums. Great great work.
I think I know who this is for.. and it's not connie, but I think her name starts with an S and ends with an E. Great job on the song/poem brotha, if this is for her I hope she likes it. She seems to like you as well so this might be good for you.
I can't believe I never thanked anyone for their comments. lol. Well, I'm going to be re-writing this song and titling it "This Blanket," and I'll post the newest version soon.