Grown Cold: 13 August 2002
and i have been here too
i have fallen with my face to the floor
i have knelt and kissed the feet
the tears have fallen from my eyes
the prayers have risen from my lips
in tongues of men and angels
and my heart has also grown cold
my passion has failed to fuel the moment
i have become disillusioned
left to wonder how much of my passion was illusion
were you there with me?
did the prayers that i offered reach your ears?
were they pleasing to you?
because i can't reach you
and i won't raise my hands
and my eyes are downcast
my lips are silent now
if you are the word
why can't i hear you?
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