Thursday, April 10, 2008

The Bird who decided to stay

I was there, the whole time
I felt it, the pain piercing my heart
And I felt it every single time
I was there, at that place
Where you gave me your hand
I heard you say my name
But i turned around and left anyway.

You would hold me
But I would pull away
You would push me
But I'd always make me stay
Too afraid to yield
And run toward that open field.

And you knew I had wings
You knew all those things
While I waited to be saved,
And crept away
From the arms of my saviour...

I took flight yesterday
Though he thought I'd stay
But I heard my voice again
As it grew tiresome and vain...

The last journey must begin.

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