Brightblur

Here I stand,
In this place,
Sundried salt stains on my face.
Always You.
Never Me.
This is where I gotta be.

In Your name there is a song I sing,
But the melodys escaping me.
You will always be a mystery,
You will always be a mystery.

God,
This is where I gotta draw the line,
And tell you how I feel because its time,
To crawl into the hands that tore my skies.
Brightblur.