Be My Helping Hand

February 8, 2011
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Nights are colder than the iciest water
My heart burns in the flames of anger
sound rages beyond my poor eyes

I am blinded by the cruel world around me

Stand alone with me in our falling sun
We can make the day lift beneath our sore feet
Rise to the ocean and not bow to pain of others

I am none, but we are one

Soon the heart will cool to the love of another
helping hands will rule the water of ice
I may be blind, but you can be my eyes

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