Claire Voyant

Holding open time to rest awhile
I am playing in the darkness of warm July
Tryst between the scenes not happy,
as it seems you play with forgiveness for wicked schemes
I know years ago
I know now…
You seem like some devil
You play like some god
Clean before the stream to innocence you cling
the beauty in the crime is you don't feel; a thing
Scars we wore years ago hurt now
You seemed like some devil
And you prayed like you were god
These roses form a ring around your cell in these ashes
we all fall down
Hold on to the divine we'll all fall down.
Stars I wished on years ago burnt out
You seemed like some devil
You played like some god
These roses form a ring around our selves in the ashes
we all fall down
Hold on to the divine we'll all fall down.