Help Me

Where is my home made of sand?
Waves might take it on dawn
Winds strong are still blowing from land
Far and cold

Dream castles high
Beyond the skies
Help me to see
What should I believe in
Falling for angels singing a lullaby
For a lost in eternal autumn child

And none walks around old tales
This is my empty knock at closed gates
Like a bird beating in a locked cage

Angelic lullaby for a child
Luring song for the one who believes
Help me to see
Leave a drop of faith within

Dream castles high
Beyond the skies
Help me to see
What should I believe in
Falling for angels singing a lullaby
For a lost in eternal autumn child

Help me to see
Heaven falling beneath
Leave a drop of faith within

A midnight wish burning within
Fallen star mouldering deep inside
Silver shelter for a dream resting in eyes

Dream castles high
Beyond the skies
Help me to see
What should I believe in
Falling for angels singing a lullaby
For a lost in eternal autumn child

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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