Dark Place
Deva Biçer
Wandering in my dark place
Asked the night affairs
She may never seem so in debt
But I feel no more than just a lain
Keeping the eggs warm and safe
Like their lives almost attached
To my heart as they always dead
White shine lets them all displaced
Time floats into their play
Waiting none for their past
Cathing life in a sec
Now aren't they all just dead
Thinking in my dark place
Asked the night as if she's black
He may never be so afraid
But keeps on creeping, he's sad
Watching them all as they bleed
Like they never going to be seen
Laughing or crying for a scene
They're alive, as if more, so is he
Time floats into their play
Waiting none for they're fast
Catching life in a sec
Now aren't they all just dead