Sunday, September 14, 2008

Saints & Sinners

Saints & Sinners

You were my brokedown Cinderella
You were the cherub that I staked too hard
Too late, too late to cleanse my ways
Now you're just a sketch within my mind
That draws another time and place
Times we can only recall in dreams

Why do we always run backwards into the fire
when heaven is just a breath away.

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