Emily Jane White - Rupturing lyrics

When you were young, you were taken by time You thought you'd always be alive And now the dwindling sparkle in your eye You know The road is full, of crime and thievery truth be told And to the mystery, of something pulled away from And the soul rupturing, by Something that I cannot see One by one, feathers plucked from your skin And there you lay bare in the wind And god is watching Somewhere with the lights dimmed And the only hand you hold, is your very own of gold