Enya


Enya
In your language
Is there a word for anger
Or is it in your temple
Where you hide
Enya
In your temple
Your flowers bloom like fire
But now your color's faded
And you're cold
Hide in your inner circle
Strength ain't muscle
Whatever makes it better
Hold on to your pride
In time your pain will wither
Fucked up and lost
Hurt won't live forever
Enya
In your garden
All of your angels gather
Taking you into hiding
Under their wings
Enya
In your savior
Can you find hope for a future
Where all your fears and anger
Won't cloud your way
Hide in your inner circle
Strength ain't muscle
Whatever makes it better
Hold on to your pride
In time your pain will wither
Fucked up and lost
Hurt won't live forever
Enya
In your shelter
Is there a fire for comfort
Burning your inhibitions away
Hide in your inner circle
Strength ain't muscle
Whatever makes it better
Hold on to your pride
In time your pain will wither
Hurt won't live forever
Hurt don't live forever
Hurt can't live forever