No One Can Kill The Soul
How many pens must I drain?
How many stairs must I climb?
How many nights must I cry to get out from inside?
How many times must I feel the slap across my face?
The chill of people who won’t look at me when I stand helplessly?
As many as it takes.
As many as I can climb.
As many as the rain drops that fall with my tears on the sidewalk.
How many want to believe in someone?
In anything
But choose to not believe at all
‘Cause it’s safer not to be too close
‘Cause when you’re close, chances are you’ll fall
Close your eyes when you’re at the edge
Closer to the ledge
I love my life
Flying, jumping, falling
Faith is all I have
Falling, landing empty handed but with a richer soul
Your eyes, your lips, your conversation
Humanity’s mere beauty is more entertainment than any Hollywood flick
You meet my mind halfway
I look at you and dare you to fly off the cliff
With me, faith is all you’ll have
But you’ll really be alive this way
Really exist
In some form of depth
Or choose every moment to sta
Feet planted on the ground
Safe and sound
You live in a box
Locked
Wake up
Shake the chains
The rules exist to keep you marching in line
Too afraid to fly
To live
To exist in a way that is more than a body – a zombie
Eat, eat
Take, take
Grow fatter
Wealthy, starving
Starving inside
That’s why you grow wider
Narrow mind
In your box
Boxed mind outside the box
Outside the box
Jump out
Fly with faith
Fly away
It’s easy, baby
You just have to open your heart
So these words are cruel
Bite me
Stop me
Erase me
I’ve been crushed
Been raped
Been destroyed
No one can kill the soul