If I could run away, I would and take to flight, if my heart could feel no pain; the shadows seem to go away.

Would I feel whole? Leavening be hide what I already know.

But the shadows are still there they will never go, like the needle…so, sew on, sew.

Though my mined and though my skin upon my lips so that I may never light the lie’s that bound me to so much of my gilt.

If I could run away, I would, if I could take to flight, I would, if my heart could feel no pain I wouldn’t.

Although the torch of mistake must be basted down the shadows still there beside you helping you up.

Even though your afraid of them and scared they mite hurt you they are still there giving you friend ship, loving you in your time of need and protecting you from the darkest of dangers.