Bravedancing - Rachael Sage

You came to me like lightning upon a picket fence,

shattering my illusion with shockingly bad sense,

and I may never feel the same,

but I won’t always feel this pain.

So let faith fall on me now

I’m gonna be here til the end

if you do not see me bend, then you know I will have been bravedancing.

You rain to me like ashes;

volcanoes come and go.

You seem to have such passion for someone so shallow, and I may never feel the

same,

but I refuse to play these games.

So let faith fall on me now

I’m gonna be here til the end

If you do not hear my voice,

then you’ll know I’ve had no choice.

So let faith fall on me now

I’m gonna be my own best friend.

If you do not see me bend,

then you will know I have been bravedancing.

I see the moon about to bloom into thousands of bright yellow roses,

and they’ll be spreading their light across the sky,

and I wish my garden could grow this.

When friendship is so frightening, it’s hard not to overthink.

Kisses were like kite-flying;

I knew we’d sail or sink,

and I might never feel the same,

but you must see how much I have changed.

So let faith fall on me now

I’m gonna be here till the end.

Faith fall on me now, oh

I’m gonna be my own godsend.

If you do not hear my voice,

then you’ll know I’ve had no choice.

So let faith fall on me now;

I’m gonna be my own best friend.

And if you do not see me bend

then you will know I have been,

if you do not see me bend then you will know where I have been:

bravedancing

bravedancing…