Hello again fateful reverie
It's been so long since we've shared a memory
Sweet blissful places erasing them with a kiss
Alone
I'm violently shaking still waiting for something
To the tear the tension in my hands
A lover
A conscience
My angel
My dove
This is my time
To soar above the bleeding skies
Rising high on bitter eyes
Have i told you i hate you
Did i show you all of me
A clumsy waltz of a good friend
Like breathing kerosene
Skies
Rising hihg on bitter eyes
I am the terrible
I am the miserable
I am the king of broken hearts
I am the horrible
The undesirable
I am the
Theif of fallen art
If i cleared my head of everything
Cleaned the slate left with one photograph
To remind me of summer days
A chapter ending to a new beginning
Falling out of luck and back in again
Back to the place where the stars shone
Under smoke stack covered skies
Still beautiful
A quiet place inside of you
In you
Still I wait
This is my time
To soar above the bleeding skies
Rising high on bitter eyes
I am the terrible
I am the miserable
I amd the king of broken hearts
I am the horrible
The undesirable
I am the thief of fallen art
A quiet place inside of you
The violent face inside of me
This is what i am


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Age of the White Dove song meanings
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