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\nby Harper Kingsley<\/p>\n
A knock at the door
\ncame in the night
\nlifted me up
\nheld me so tight.
\nPromising words
\nof what’s yet to come
\nsoothing my fears
\n‘It’s going to be all right.’
\nBut sometimes lies are promises
\nthat simply can’t be held
\nwhen the world is falling down
\nand love has turned to hell.<\/p>\n
We’re fighting with our friends
\nsince our enemies are all gone
\nbecause peace is a stranger
\nwe don’t want to meet just yet.
\nDancing in the moonlight
\nused to be the height of fun
\nbut now that we’ve gone the distance
\nit’s all about who’s got the bigger gun.
\nBang bang
\nat the starting gate
\nboom boom
\nacross the line
\nwatch as the world is burning
\nkeep telling the lie that you’re fine.<\/p>\n
I can see you crying
\nthere’s tears mixing with the rain
\nyou keep insisting that you’ll make it
\n‘Deep down you’re okay.’
\nI’m having trouble breathing
\naround the words I cannot say
\nbut God knows that I love you
\nI wouldn’t have it any other way.
\nI watch you tear yourself apart
\nand there’s nothing I can do
\nyour heart is full and deep
\nit’s the biggest part of you.<\/p>\n
They want to tear you apart
\ntheir smiles are nothing but teeth
\nthey would consume you if they could
\nbut I’ll knock ’em off their feet.
\nIf you’re not strong enough to fight
\nthen I will fight for you
\nI will hold you up
\nI will see you through.
\nUntil you’re strong enough to walk
\nto stand up on your own
\nI will stand by you
\nand make myself into a home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"