Saturday, January 8, 2011 ; 10:33 PM♥
DADDY WANKEE
As the days pass slow yet quick,
I feel more intimidated than the previous minute.
It tortures me in day and torments me in my dream at night.
A woman held my shield through the battles we did wrong,
a man would tell me wisdom through the static we were gone.
And maybe when you're gone your name will echo through the stars,
every start has an ending athough we've learnt to rise about it all.
Out where the waves crash timorous on the land,
I was trembling for fear for the uproar.
Understand that if you're cold i'll keep you warm.
And what's more i adore you.
So tell me what's there to fear my dear?
You think some celestial being up above is trying to rob us of or love?
My dear you know there's not.
And we will hear the seraphs cry and still envy you and i.