My hollow voice echoes in a chamber,
With closed doors stale words recirclate...

Verse One
Fin'lly I can speak these words...

Quiet breathing inhaling scent of a charged...
Creeking chains brush metal poles with a clatter...

The treasures that your soul had spent
Come reaching through the darkness alone...

Mirror mirror staring
Through my entire soul...

Forever melancholy sands upon which my castle...
Salt-water tide consumes million pieces from my...

INT. Empty hallway in the Thomas...
There are pictures of every family member on the...

Verse One
Instead of singing on a lonesome stage...

Midnight, renewal of morning, guide me with...
Light bulb swinging from chain, flickering when...

I know you are talking about me.
Your words mean nothing though...

Bend the hand which marks the wheel
[It turns with silent grace...

These are my words. Are you listening?
Maybe you’re tired of hearing...