Ice Covered Veil

Am I lying in a dream of a land of ice and stone.

Pondering aimlessly.

Can I fly on my own, can a severed hand condone.

Wandering shamelessly.

Beacon of the night, ten dozen roses high.

Broken of my kryptonite, an ice covered veil.

Reasons to the promise land, hours in the sand.

Silence the trail of, an ice covered veil.

Do you dare care if I live or die in the inner eye of a lonely storm.

If I fly over an amber sky, will goodbye leave me only born.

Warm in my soul, how could I know.

Leaving without a trace.

I found the mole, now I can go.

As I dare to win this race.

Vanilla skies and raspberry rain lead the front of the pack.

While falling behind is a one of a kind.

An ice covered veil. The trail of an ice covered veil.

© JUMP INK PUBLISHING 

WRITTEN BY JOE PULLEY