Stained Glass Reverie

A red moon hangs above wet cobblestones

Reflections shimmer where the water flows

I see your name carved in the locked wooden gate

A familiar silhouette, a trick of fate (ahhhh)

The heavy key turns in the rusty lock (tick tock)

I am leaving the stained-glass tower tonight!

Breaking the frame, running into the light!

Your shadow calls me,

a beautiful scar

(falling free) Under the gaze of a cold winter star!

Rainwater washes the dust from my hands

No longer bound by their ancient commands

Your hand is cold but the touch is so real

A sharp, sweet hunger that I want to feel

No turning back to the safety of stone

I'd rather burn in the wild unknown

Transformation is a blade in the dark Let it strike

the

spark!

Running into the light...

(into the light)