Melpomene

Cold Had I Calloused

Walls Were Raised To Bear The Weight I'd Not Take

Too Slow Were My Senses

Muted Musings Lost Their Way; Disconnected

Only Silence Remained, Holding My Breath In The Dark

Gasping For Air With The Lungs Of A Lark

So Warm Was Your Welcome; Humble In Its Embrace

Tell Me, Just How Did You Save Me;

Pull Me Up From The Grave?

Though My Youth Did Mislead, I Would Retreat To You

Right Back To Your Arms With My Spirit Aglow

Where The Pains Of The Past Exit En Masse; Through You

Too Lost When We Part, With The Lungs Of A Lark

I, Far Removed From Myself, Had Denied What I Lost When My Heart Had Withdrawn To The Fray

In A Whimsical Way, I Would Flee From The Truth

I Could Bury In Youth

You Would Have Me, If I'd Fallen Again

Would You Bring Me Back Out Of The Dark

With My Lungs Of A Lark?

Cold Have I Calloused, But These Walls Are Coming Down