Polar Grave
Whoa-
Whoa-
whoa-
Whoa
Bitter understandings of a soul so cold
That it freezes the world around her.
She's not trying to hide
But this artic cool is all she knows.
Deep within the barracks
Of a heart bitten by frost
Silently she's screaming
For someone to break the ice-
Screaming for a release
Of a prison so cold.
Detached from all around her
All she sees is a polar grave!
Mind numbing and heartless
Her words seem so cruel!
Can no one see she's crying?
Can no one see she's trying?
To fight this frigid place
Of her glacial issolation!
whoa-
whoa-
whoa-
whoa. ..
She's never known the feeling
Of a heart that's been beating.
Not an ounce of her blood
Has ever run warm!
Nothing ever grows inside
This artic mist of sorrows!
But deep within the barracks
Of a heart bitten by frost
Silently she's screaming
For someone to break the ice-
Silently she's screaming for release
Of a prison so cold.
Detached from all around her
Without a hand to hold.
Mind numbing and heartless
Her words seem so cruel.
Can no one see she's crying?
Can no one see she's trying
To fight this frigid place
Of her glacial issolation?
Can't you see her crying?
Can no one see her crying?
And silently she's screaming-
Silently she's screaming
To be free of this wintry place!
Can't you hear her screaming?
Can't you see the pain she's feeling?
Can't you see she's crying?
Oh can't you see she's crying?
whoa-
whoa-
whoa-
whoa...
Dying to escape this polar grave...
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I'll give you a dozen roses. 11 will be real and one will be fake and I wil love you until the last one dies.
~unknown author~
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