One day last week
I could feel the air inside my home freeze...
She was a dark one;
a butterfly...
Marooned upon
every square inch of your...
...until
the crack found its home...
Well of the hidden,
Well of doubt...
A visible volcano,
That's about to erupt...
The decisions you make,
Are right, but don't go how they should be...
Feel the doubt,
Feel the despair...
Searching for that special place,
Filled with a warm embrace...
My life is a misery,
Yours is a dream...
Walking down a long winding road,
Of a life that's deserted...
I am distant,
From the world that surrounds me...