Funeral Toll

Wounded once again

Confined and broken

Dazed and bound by tubes

Still strong is the urge to see life

Dare you walk the hall for the first time?

Living on thin ice the choice is easy

Fall down to survive

A birds wings shattered

Fights to fly again on its bought time

When the bell tolls I'll walk again

Funeral toll

I walk again

Droning machines sing my song

And color my own nauseous struggle

Surreal mantra

Fighting on

Standing on two feet

Too soon?

Bought time

Funeral toll

I walk again

Droning machines sing my song

And color my own nauseous struggle

Surreal mantra

Fighting on