Hiding Home



They are out there carving stones
With their beautiful words I have yet to learn

Wings beating above my own
Miles ahead of me
And this weakness for the blanken wall
It is so hard to escape
This is my fear

Yet I am still
This closet girl

Yet I am still
This closet girl
To love and be lost
To the circus fires of life
April Love
This song can be found on:
"The Pedestal" full-length album.

Lyrics © Siddal.



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