Hope

There's a lot of distance between us

I tried to cover it all

It seemed so damn near and

Yet I was stalled

I took a right turn and then left to see you around

A little too late, you were unable to hold your ground

But maybe it's for the good we didn't see each other

Maybe I could have become just another bother

Anyways, go ahead, to that higher ground

Where angels live away from the deadly hounds

I'll wait down here where it's ugly and cold

And wait and wait until I grow old

In a hope that someday, someone from above will come to my land

And make me alive again by holding my hand