I wander through this land
Of broken promises and dreams
Clouded by the death of you
Wondering what life means
My colourless existence
In a world of black and grey
Reflects the person I’ve become
And who I am today
......
Not all scars are bad
Some define you more than your birthmark
Some help you see a little bit clearer
Some will question you
Until you find the answer
Then the blood will stop and the wounds will heal
The burns will begin to hurt lesser and lesser
And the pain will stop when your family asks
The scars will fade but they will be remembered
Ask your scars how it feels to see the stars
......
Let us use straw to make gold
and stone to carve diamond rings
Your tears to form crystals
and our misery to brew priceless wine.
Let us make ink from our mistakes
and a pencil from our missed opportunities.
Let us use silence to make noise
and noise to use our violent voices.
......
If only you were here…
hold onto that thought and say
"I am here, " while your head is still in the clouds.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
while all the stars surround you and conceal your scars.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
while wanting is enough for me to live on.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
while you're dancing in pointed shoes away from your world and mine.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
......
If only you were here…
hold onto that thought and say
"I am here, " while your head is still in the clouds.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
while all the stars surround you and conceal your scars.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
while wanting is enough for me to live on.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
while you're dancing in pointed shoes away from your world and mine.
Hold onto that thought and say, "I am here"
......
Let us use straw to make gold
and stone to carve diamond rings
Your tears to form crystals
and our misery to brew priceless wine.
Let us make ink from our mistakes
and a pencil from our missed opportunities.
Let us use silence to make noise
and noise to use our violent voices.
......
Not all scars are bad
Some define you more than your birthmark
Some help you see a little bit clearer
Some will question you
Until you find the answer
Then the blood will stop and the wounds will heal
The burns will begin to hurt lesser and lesser
And the pain will stop when your family asks
The scars will fade but they will be remembered
Ask your scars how it feels to see the stars
......
I wander through this land
Of broken promises and dreams
Clouded by the death of you
Wondering what life means
My colourless existence
In a world of black and grey
Reflects the person I’ve become
And who I am today
......