Someone Is Knocking by Veni Domine
It's been one day or two
I can't really remember
Watching the world alone
Behind my iron curtain
Waiting for the silence
Protected, safe from violence
Through streets made of stone
Souls cry, dies beyond
Knowledge of the quest
Where grief comes to rest
Poor life spins the thread
Things remain unsaid
Despising my sorrow, this life I have chosen
In fear of what could be
Sometimes I'm aware
Of someone standing close to me
A presence, one caress
Who knows my loneliness
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