Sand storm angel
He walks alone on the broken path. No one will no what he's holden back. Wearin the same clothes he wore yesterday,he hides the pain with the sign on his face ohhoo. His brother wonders but he never asks it's hard to see the hate behind the mask. Bearin the burden of a flaring storm,some times he wishes he was never born. Through the names and the hate he stands there all alone in a world that he can't rise above, yet his dreams tell him things and he goes to a place where he's loved. Sand storm angel. Someone cries out in the middel of the night, the neighbors hear but they just turn out the light. A little spirit caught in the horid fate when dawn arrives it'll be too late. Through the names and the hate he stands there all alone in a world that he can't rise above,yet his dreams tell him things and he goes to a place where he's loved. Sand storm angel. ~instrumental~ A picture sits in a dusty place. A little boy with a silly face. His name is writen in the light brown sand. A fragile heart that the world forgot, through the names and the hate he stand there all alone in a world that he can't rise above, yet his dreams tell him things and he goes to a place were he's loved. Sand storm angel