In this time of death, there is still beautiful life. In all the brown I spot the red. Not a single rose for a heroic story. Rather a tall bush trying to beat this winter survive this fall.
Been out here hurting
And where you been?
Been out here searching
While you ain't care
Trying to call me dirty
But you ain't clean
You're my knight in shining armor
Your suit and shield collects sunlight
And in the dark it shines for me
Protecting me from the monsters
