The boxed up room, a prison in my chest
No windows to the east, no sunsets to the west...

My pen is empty the well ran dry
The ink has vanished without goodbye...

The fire crackles
The fire roars...

I dream to be by your side forever more
Through crashing waves and every stormy shore...

The sky folds heavy like a broken wing
I chase the echoes of the songs we’d sing...

Scared is a whisper lost in the night
Petrified screams louder than light...

My heart was scattered
Pieces on the floor...

Josh your smile's a crooked line
A masterpiece no need to refine...

The cracks are showing faint but clear
Like whispers in a shattered mirror...

A heart so full it spills
It leaks...

I see cracks in the glass it won't reflect me...
A thousand little pieces scatter in the night...

I am muting life it’s muting me
Echoes bounce where no one sees...