I was there
The day that
Innocence died
I saw her shrouded figure
Fall to the ground
Misty eyed and let down
Murdered by man himself
I felt the breath of purity
As it brushed across my cheek
Her song, it came to me
In not but a whisper
Awake, I see
With stinging clarity
How cruel my sons can be
That they don't know me
I am the void
That you feel inside
You can run, but you can't hide
The hole I left
When you left me
Oh foolish child, believe
Believe
I can raise the dead
Believe
I chose you instead
Believe
I will end the curse
Believe
But you have to trust me first
I was there
The day that
Innocence died
And love was born
And love was born
Hope God uses this one to bless you somehow.
The meaning is, again, pretty straight-forward, but I would be glad to discuss it, or really discuss anything, with you if you'd like. Keep praying for me please! I definitely need it. Also let me know how I can help you, if I can help you. I'd honestly love to!
lovelovelovelovelove,
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