All that I've felt and I have felt the rain tonight falling under the hidden moon,
underneath that same blanket of clouds where I have found my home,
Nestled in the existence that I for so long denied just as I have denied Heaven.
And I have burned my hand once again, reaching for true Love in all I hold dear.
The pain I secrete in secret echoes as I weep for those who cannot see,
For those who peck with their razor beaks at their own broken hearts
and send my heart yearning for unity,
Unity of my own broken heart mended with theirs long ago,
Now tearing away from mine with every beat of unspoken love.
Here I feel forced to stand-alone and my words alone cannot express the truth I feel.
Can I paint this picture of emotion, this portrait of Love I have for All,
here hidden underneath my flesh, beating its rhythm against my chest
Ringing out in harmony with all your separate hearts.
Will it be silenced by pride, mine reflected by yours and yours defended from mine?