Schütze nicht dein Leben, sondern das, was dich am Leben hält.

Because people don't have wings... We look for ways to fly.

No matter the wall, no matter the darkness we all try to thrive. Sometimes the burdern is greater than we think we can handle, no matter how hard we strive. We all want to be special if only for a little while, to see the the light at its brightest. but the darkness consumes our every thought, leaving us not even in the slightest. I know, perhaps better it is that i hope there is someone for me. Lonely hearts sometimes find their way, far off the bitter coast into the sea. Love the song and the words, even if for now i cannot feel their warmth. Rest now its time to sleep, before the reaver's sythe i keep