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 ma**e 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Had denied what I lost when my heart had withdrawn to the fray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 a truth I could bury in youth
You (You would have me)
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