I'll be alonely child forever
nurtured in a broken house. sin.
giving others what I myself was denied
I was nailed to the roots of my tree
a feeling growing in my dazed mind
there's nothing in my heart left to offer
I'll be a lonely child forever
ill-suited to breed. sin.
my mind runs in circles dropping in the stream
lines dissolve as I go
drink me, make me feel something
running through the old fields of dreams
until there is nowhere left to run
when it all comes down
like the walls of your eyes collapsing
I cave in to primal fears
lay to rest my escapism and bury the past again