I'll be alonely child forever nurtured in a broken house. sin. giving others what I myself was denied I was nailed to the roots of my tree a feeling growing in my dazed mind there's nothing in my heart left to offer I'll be a lonely child forever ill-suited to breed. sin. my mind runs in circles dropping in the stream lines dissolve as I go drink me, make me feel something running through the old fields of dreams until there is nowhere left to run when it all comes down like the walls of your eyes collapsing I cave in to primal fears lay to rest my escapism and bury the past again