With every awakening hour,
with ever blooming flower,
I seem to have no power.
I have come to the bend
my friend.
With every shining star,
with every scar,
I have come so far.
Never wanted the chains,
never needed the pain,
am i going in sane.
With every awakening hour
I see the rose,
even watched it grow,
just like our friendship,
but now i cant mend the seams.
It is all in pieces.
I have been through this before,
I stand on the shore,
must win this war.
I close the door,
I walk the floor.
With ever awakening hour,
Must get the power,
to see the flowers.
Must retrace to win this race.
The rain is falling,
i am still calling.
It is time,
to hear the rhyme.
We must climb.
With every awakening hour,
I can now see the blooming flowers.
Awakening hour
