Heart Of The Matter
Wounded
I lose myself within a cloud,
I'm gently floating by,
I have no sense of feeling,
I have no need to cry.
My spirit has been wounded,
But still it's standing strong,
Now strengthened by ability,
In knowing right from wrong.
I will not be your victim,
Or the scapegoat for your lies,
The truth is that you cannot run,
There are no alibis.
I have a shield around me,
Your arrows cannot pierce,
It's been built out of all the hurt,
I've gathered through the years.
And now I'm resting on a cloud,
My wounds need time to heal,
You cannot hurt me any more,
For pain, I cannot feel.
I'm gently floating by,
I have no sense of feeling,
I have no need to cry.
My spirit has been wounded,
But still it's standing strong,
Now strengthened by ability,
In knowing right from wrong.
I will not be your victim,
Or the scapegoat for your lies,
The truth is that you cannot run,
There are no alibis.
I have a shield around me,
Your arrows cannot pierce,
It's been built out of all the hurt,
I've gathered through the years.
And now I'm resting on a cloud,
My wounds need time to heal,
You cannot hurt me any more,
For pain, I cannot feel.
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