Human Drama - The waiting hour

The Wating Hour

When your bag of secrets

opened up and spilled

That radiant glow just disappeared

You rained doen from the clouds

you were in

Sometimes we can be so blind

But how does pain so bad not bleed

You push, You push

Sometimes you don't expect to fall

It's the violent turning

of the golden rule

A lifetime of hell

for every minute of heaven.

I know your heart is breaking

here in the waiting hour

And I know it can never heal

here in the waiting hour

Cross your fingers or your heart?

Your idle wish commands no more

The mirror you hate

reveals all in this world you control

So empty out your bag of tricks

in this limbo they don't exist

Just like your vanity

Your hopes your prayers your dreams

Did you hear the thunder when you realized

That your very own hands reached in and

tore your heart out

I know your heart is breaking

in the waiting hour