Brown Eyed Girl

It seems like an eternity,
since the clouds weren't gray
And the rain stopped falling
But the brown eyed girl keeps dancing in my reflection

Her insignificant reflection dances on the raindrops
And her mouth-less face suggests years of silence
Her cuts never bleed
She was never alive to begin with

Homeless and alone,
She wanders the street looking for her soul and heart
The pulse of the veins no where to be heard or seen
She never felt so invincible

Stone cold heart or no heart at all,
The girl with the brown-eyes keeps dancing in my reflection.
Holding me still in a bind with magic of which I can’t deny
She wants me to bleed to feel alive

And the sharpness cuts through eyes
The rain clouds slide away into the heavens
Where the angels sing, waiting.

The clouds may be gone, but the sky swirls red
Lights from the heavens beam down to earth
The girl with the brown eyes was never most lost then she was now
If one can bleed, doesn’t that mean their alive?

And the red sirens are loud and clear,
Cutting through the red, chasing through the stars
The pulsating noise that was deafened
By the girl with no eyes at all
And she felt she shouldn’t have bled to feel alive
When she was already breathing but felt so far gone