Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh, beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
And may be empty.
Oh, how weightless,
Then maybe I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the angel
Far away from here
From this dark cold room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
Where you find, some comfort here
So tired of the straight life
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
Keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escape them one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness
Oh, this glorious sadness,
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the angel
Far away from here
From this dark cold room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
Where you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here.
I woke up to complete comfortable silence- flooded with warmth and light from my open window. I could ALMOST remember something cold and sad. It was like I was trying to hide something from myself. That won't do! I sat up, yawning, and commanded in my silliest cartoon cowboy voice- "Give it up, ya villain!"
Chuckling at my own antics, I started to get up; but then it all came back.
"I take it back... Don't give it up.." I whispered, too late. Ray. he must be so worried, the poor guy. But I just couldn't talk to him right now, couldn't be near him- it all just makes me sick inside!
I think I figured out why. This world is crap. I hate it. I've been weak so far in fighting, always fighting- but still living off hope in my heart. Well, this takes away my hope. I need a new purpose for life- Not just my beautiful. fulfilling love for Henri... STOP!
I bit my hand to distract myself for a minute from those thoughts. Back to the matter at hand, a new purpose.
I tried to be strong, but I couldn't. Falling back on my pillows, I ground out bitterly, "How futile and pathetic. I have no other purpose. My love for Henri, hearing his voice, it kept me going. Now I have nothing to live for." Abby heard me from the chair. She'd woken a few moments ago, just in time to catch my words.
"That's not true, Lina! You have me, I'll be here- always." She answered softly, with conviction, almost prophetically, "And you haven't lost Henri forever. You don't know for sure what this means. I have to go home now, but remember that I- and all your friends- love you; and think on this- Ray has your hair and your eyes."
We got up, and I hugged her silently, thinking- Thanks Abbs, I needed that.
As she left, I realized the meaning of what she had said. Was it possible? Was it my destiny? Was Raymond. My great-grandson?
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always some reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh, beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
And may be empty.
Oh, how weightless,
Then maybe I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the angel
Far away from here
From this dark cold room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
Where you find, some comfort here
So tired of the straight life
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
Keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escape them one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness
Oh, this glorious sadness,
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the angel
Far away from here
From this dark cold room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
Where you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here.
I woke up to complete comfortable silence- flooded with warmth and light from my open window. I could ALMOST remember something cold and sad. It was like I was trying to hide something from myself. That won't do! I sat up, yawning, and commanded in my silliest cartoon cowboy voice- "Give it up, ya villain!"
Chuckling at my own antics, I started to get up; but then it all came back.
"I take it back... Don't give it up.." I whispered, too late. Ray. he must be so worried, the poor guy. But I just couldn't talk to him right now, couldn't be near him- it all just makes me sick inside!
I think I figured out why. This world is crap. I hate it. I've been weak so far in fighting, always fighting- but still living off hope in my heart. Well, this takes away my hope. I need a new purpose for life- Not just my beautiful. fulfilling love for Henri... STOP!
I bit my hand to distract myself for a minute from those thoughts. Back to the matter at hand, a new purpose.
I tried to be strong, but I couldn't. Falling back on my pillows, I ground out bitterly, "How futile and pathetic. I have no other purpose. My love for Henri, hearing his voice, it kept me going. Now I have nothing to live for." Abby heard me from the chair. She'd woken a few moments ago, just in time to catch my words.
"That's not true, Lina! You have me, I'll be here- always." She answered softly, with conviction, almost prophetically, "And you haven't lost Henri forever. You don't know for sure what this means. I have to go home now, but remember that I- and all your friends- love you; and think on this- Ray has your hair and your eyes."
We got up, and I hugged her silently, thinking- Thanks Abbs, I needed that.
As she left, I realized the meaning of what she had said. Was it possible? Was it my destiny? Was Raymond. My great-grandson?