Pass it On

Pass it On
Share the Love


sense of what's to come

shadows beckon
i refuse
the heart is what matters
darkness ensues

soft golden rapture
amidst new found grace
nothing else matters
if i arrive at this place

when feelings downtrodden
are all that remain
self inflicted madness
beckons again

decide i now
that i will have won
as the battle rages underneath
a sense of what's to come

a deal was made
through all the grief
i will let nothing shake
this new found peace