All alone
All along, winded in the webs of her song
Every note, every strain forces me into her story
telling me her pain
And I feel her
I run my hands though her blue hair as her heart washes over me
Daughter and mother
She is my teacher, she gives me knowledge
She has taught me everything I know
Everything I learned has been through her
Everyday she reaps in pain for every little breath I take
Every step I take
For she is the ground I walk on
She is the oxygen I breathe
The more I live, the more she dies
Until she transcends her soul into mine.
And start all over.
